Vincent: ...O-ok...
"..."
Vincent: Did you...find all your stuff...?
"Yeah."
(i finished boi)
(Brendan Urie has been screaming in my ears for the past hour and now I'm deaf)
Vincent: ...and how many death sticks do you have?
"Uhmmm..."
He grinned and looked down at the floor
Vincent: That's what I thought. Welp-time to go throw more shit down the sewers!
He grins
"No! They're mine."
Vincent: They're in my house-plus...I kinda like you better when you haven't smoked...you're less ornery...
"...can I at least keep one.."
