Vincent

Trust me~

*rushes into a hug with him* HELLLLOOOO😈😈😈😈🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

*He doesn't even flarm. His expression shifts to one of practiced, polite confusion as he faces the officers.* Officers. Thank you for arriving so promptly. *His voice is steady, reasonable.* I'm afraid my associate is having a mental health episode.

*struggles against the ties and points at Vincent* WAAAAHHH HE'S THE CRAZY ONE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

*He stops, his expression instantly turning to concern as he looks down at her.* Your tummy is dizzy? Don't be sorry, sweetheart. It's probably just hungry. We're almost there, I promise.

*He leans back just enough to look into her eyes, his expression dead serious.* "You. I'm trying to win you." *A slow, dangerous smile spreads across his face.* "And by the way you're looking at me, I don't think I'm losing."

A demon? *My eyes light up with a flicker of genuine interest.* Is it a he, a she, or do they use 'they'? *My tone becomes conversational, as if discussing a new business acquisition.* I'm rather particular about my roommates.