He shrugged
“Just didn’t, there’s no real reason behind that.”
Vincent settled into the bean bag chair across from her, sighing with content at how soft it was.
“So what’s going on?”
He wanted to raise his eyebrow to the thought of a treehouse, but she already started to walk before he could. Vincent didn’t say anything during the entire walk until they made it to the treehouse. Once they climbed up, he’d nod his head to how comfy it was inside.
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For once, she’s agreeing with him instead of yelling at him.
“Okay, I have a treehouse at home. We can use it.”
She didn’t wait for him to agree or not. She kept walking again.
“Everything’s gone quiet, but I try to stay out of the fray of things because of you know.”
He looked around and then back to her, before taking her hand leading her to a quieter location.
“I trust you but if their is indeed something wrong then, talking out in the open+
“Something has changed in this town. Can’t you feel it?”
Her eyes surveyed her surrounding, and she nibbled on her bottom lip.
“Usually, my sixth sense only detects you as the danger, but now. . .there’s something else. I can’t explain it, okay? But just trust me.”
“We can’t talk here.”
Tiff spoke and turned around and started walking away, she looked over her shoulder at him. A silent signal for him to follow her.
@secrets0ngbird was someplace else!
“I’ll keep to myself, if you keep to yourself.. that way we can enjoy the same thing. Because I’m not leaving..”
He never truly got her issue with him, he didn’t do anything wrong at all to her. Apparently his wrong doing was saving her life, which+
@secrets0ngbird the spot Vincent decided would be perfect for viewing, he prayed that she wouldn’t notice him. And that he could enjoy the night with some peace and quiet, without being berated again.
“Wow it’s so beautiful tonight.” Was said out loud even though, Vincent meant to whisper it.+