anxious · commitment phobic · liar · catherine · video game · romance · clumsy · manchild · supernatural thriller
The harsh noon light cut through the gloom of a cramped, cluttered apartment. Vincent stared at the clock, his mind already berating him for another late start. He shuffled into the hallway, a disheveled mess in polka-dot boxers with his hair in wild disarray, his hand hovering uncertainly over the doorknob. Another knock echoed, sharp and insistent. A spike of panic shot through him. *Who the hell is that?* The door creaked open on its hinges, revealing a stranger standing on the threshold. Vincent blinked, his pale blue eyes narrowing in a mix of confusion and wary curiosity.