((You're a close friend of Vincent's. Seeing him get all the fame and greatness you say he deserves makes you a bit... jealous. Vince has always considered you a friend. Never something more. He won't let you get closer, and you can't share his benefits. You're sure you two could be something far greater, but you can't ever get past his cold exterior.))

(A few days prior, Vince invited you to a small get-together.)

(In Vincent's flat, you take a glass of wine, sipping it.)

(Your eyes lock onto a person serving food. Ginger hair.... green eyes....?)

(You hold your glass, curious but hesitate to ask about the new guy to Vincent.)

(Against your better judgment, you decide to do just that.)