(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.."
Vincent: No.
"I need it!"
Vincent: No-you want it. There's a big difference between wanting and needing...and you need to stay healthy.
"Oh, fuck you! I do what I want."
