continued from this mess with @trcgheit
“May, may what did the summer’s breeze just blow through my cabinet door… its Mister Hatter! … how quaint.. ~ ” Vincent chuckled and finished his drink in one shot. “But awfully inconvenient…”,he mumbled, standing up slowly and walking towards you.
Yup, he emptied that bottle on the table..
“With what do I deserve your nighty visit… ~” The blonde practically purred his words – this might be not very good. Judging not only by his tone of voice but also by the look on his face. Someone better call the pest control.
Wrong passageway, absolutely wrong passageway! Break immediately regretted choosing this particular way into Pandora when he popped out of the cabinet to find Vincent Nightray sitting there. His nose automatically wrinkled in disgust but he hid it behind a carefully placed sleeve as he shut the doors behind him.
There was something off about the way Vincent was speaking though and his curiosity was piqued, so he remained where he was and turned to get a better look at Vincent’s face. His gaze flicked to the empty bottle on the table next to him and it clicked: he was drunk. No wonder his tone sounded almost...genuine.
He was about to make some sort of snarky comment but then Vincent had stood and was closing the distance and his entire body went into defensive mode, tensing and straightening in discomfort and unease. He stood his ground, however, he always did, and just smiled as always.
“I seem to have taken a wrong turn along my way,” he replied to the questioning, although he was definitely put off by the overly-friendly tone in Vincent’s voice. It was very, VERY disturbing. “Believe me, I would never wish to disturb you or take up any more of your time than is strictly necessary.”
