Mary: Awe wh- If you don’t keep me then that means no gift.

Vincent: God I hate this stuff. It makes me cold.

Mary: *rolls my eyes* Yes Of course.

Vincent: You bet *makes everything appear back in my arms, kissing back*

Mary: And? *looks at him*

Vincent: *grabs her and pulls her down as I lay down* Mm..

Mary: *kisses back and chuckles*

Vincent: *steam rises from my feet and I turn, looking at her* ... *sighs* Fine.. *walks to the bed*

Mary: *looks at him and smiles*

Vincent: Oh. Vincent yes. *walks to the door, flannel appearing In My hand*

Mary: Meep! *covers my face*

Vincent: *twitches and Rips everything out of my arms* Fucking..

Mary** )) Mary: *my eyes widen a little*

Vincent: I’ll fucking kill him..! *sits up* Did he touch you?!

MRy: *watches his feet, smiling more*

Vincent: *snaps my head towards her* What?

Mary: *smiles and quietly moves closer to the wall*

Vincent: Liar.. *looks out the window*

Mary: *covers my mouth and watches the door*

Vincent: *looks at her and narrows my eyes* Zara. What’s wrong?