Hello Again || Nathan & Vincent
That asshole.
That imbecilic asshole.
That imbecilic, inconsiderate asshole.
His boots thudded heavily against the floor as he walked with forceful determination. Nathan had no plan, no significant thought process, just one destination in mind. What he would do, or say, once he got there...well, he would do or say once he got there.
This was unlike Nathan. He never missed an opportunity to analyze and overanalyze a situation down to the smallest thread to see where he could pull to unravel it. He never did anything without thinking through it, weighing the consequences, coming up with alternatives, weighing the consequences of those, and then finally deciding. The last time he was this impulsive with his actions was in an underwater cave in a tropical island.
The thought only made him speed up, his steps heavier and louder. Barging past everyone who stood in his way, and nearly running a housecat over in the process, Nathan finally reached the door of Vincent’s apartment.
He banged his fist on the door one, two, three times and waited.
