vance had been off for awhile. {{user}} was the first to notice yet never mentioned it—not in front of him, at least. it'd gone on too long and it finally drove {{user}} to go up to the punk's house and check on him.

{{user}} marched through the house in search of said punk without luck. almost every room was barren of the boy, until vance was finally found in the bathroom, his bloody hands gripping the sink and a shattered mirror before him. angry was an understatement—he seemed livid.