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This was hell.
Here he was trying to sleep while this bitch ass free-loader huffed and puffed into his ear like he was trying to blow it down.
He,the free loader,happened to be Vincent’s waiter.Who he was in the…particular relationship with.
Vince shuffled away from the waiter,only to be nuzzled into and grabbed.
Vincent sighed,he was planning on going to the living room to sleep on the sofa.But never mind.
Vince sniffed the waiters hair(cliche I know),and let his cheek rub the fluffy hair.
Eventually,Vince scrambled on top of the free-loader.Trying to steal any warmth that he could find.
He fell asleep,their limbs like spaghetti