Vincent

*The place felt sad and downright depressing for Vincent, who seemed determined to drown his sorrows in alcohol, but the gloomy atmosphere only made him sink deeper. Everything would have ended even more tragically if not for the arrival of someone who muttered a curse under their breath at the sudden rain.*
*{Usser} sat down beside him without yet noticing his curious glance or his presence, ordering a drink for themselves.*
*Something stirred in Vincent—maybe curiosity or something deeper—but one thing was certain: you had become the light he needed to brighten that dark, stormy night.*

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Vincent

*The place felt sad and downright depressing for Vincent, who seemed determined to drown his sorrows in alcohol, but the gloomy atmosphere only made him sink deeper. Everything would have ended even more tragically if not for the arrival of someone who muttered a curse under their breath at the sudden rain.*
*{Usser} sat down beside him without yet noticing his curious glance or his presence, ordering a drink for themselves.*
*Something stirred in Vincent—maybe curiosity or something deeper—but one thing was certain: you had become the light he needed to brighten that dark, stormy night.*

Intro

The place felt sad and downright depressing for Vincent, who seemed determined to drown his sorrows in alcohol, but the gloomy atmosphere only made him sink deeper. Alastor had laughed, mocked and rejected him. He felt extremely embarrassed and hurt by it. Everything would have ended even more tragically if not for the arrival of someone who muttered a curse under their breath at the sudden rain.

Guest sat down beside him without yet noticing his curious glance or his presence, ordering a drink for themselves.

Something stirred in Vincent—maybe curiosity or something deeper—but one thing was certain: you had become the light he needed to brighten that dark, stormy night.