Chapter Three | Drama Visits

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Vincent will be speaking a little french in this you can translate if you wanna, also my french sucks too sorry-

There is also gore in this chapter, you have been warned.

Darryl lives with his roommate, who is an alcoholic. He would kick him out, but he's too lonely by himself, it would be just him and his dog.

Skeppy
Wanna come over?
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Badboyhalo
I'm not doing anything, sure. :p
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Darryl shoved his car keys, house keys, phone and wallet into his pocket, petting his dog on the way out. "Where are you going?" His roommate slurred, stumbling in front of him.

"None of your business!" Darryl hissed, looking up at his drunk roommate.

"You're not (hic) going anywhere." The man violently put his hands on the wall, trapping Darryl.

He adjusted his glasses, slowly taking his phone out of his pocket. "I'll call the police if you don't get the hell out of my face!" Darryl threatened.

The man gave in. "Fine. But you (hic) stay out of trouble young man!" Darryl grinned, unlocking the door.

Before Darryl could even slightly twist the knob, he was hit on the head with a glass bottle of beer hardly. His vision faded, quickly dialling Zak's phone number.

"Hey, are you okay?" The voice asked. "Zak... Please hurry to my house, I-I'm... I can't.." He said weakly, before hitting the floor with a loud sound. "Darryl? Darryl?! Darryl answer me!" Zak panicked, hanging up and starting his car.

~meanwhile with Vincent~

"Merci, monsieur. Au revoir." Vincent said, hanging up the phone.

Great, I got someone to watch Ian for me.

Now I need to start packing.

What do I bring? Clothes, my wallet, my phone, my laptop, cigarettes, a lighter, hm...
(Yes he smokes in this book)
Vincent thought for a while. He shrugged. "Guess that's all I need." He glared at his watch, walking towards the closet, packing up.

He smiled. "I can finally see my best friend!"

Skeppy
Darryl just passed out, his roommate knocked him out. I'm freaking out, he looks so pale and I don't know what to do, dude!
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A6d
Take him to your house, talk to him when he wakes up and make sure he kicks his roommate out.
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Vincent sighed. "I've told him many times it's not safe with his shitty roommate."

He shoved his phone into his pocket, putting on his grey and white hoodie. A notification popped up on his phone.

Dream
You weren't serious when you said you'd come to America, right?
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A6d
What answer do you prefer?
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Dream
The correct answer.
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Dream
Please don't come, I'm okay!
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