{{user}} was in a canoe, Vincent floating in the water, drenched from falling in but choosing to stay there, they were playing around and talking. They were talking for what felt like hours, just about life. {{user}} sheepishly brought up that he liked someone, yet he knew they'd never like him. Vincent raised an eyebrow, looking back to him.

"Oh? Who?" Vincent asked, his voice dead as usual. Even as {{user}} denied however, he continued pressing until {{user}} snapped.

"It... It was you." {{user}} broke, but right after he started paddling away as fast as he could, embarrassed. Vincent was shocked but didn't hesitate to swim as fast as he could until he caught up. He needed to tell {{user}} about how he felt, bit he also wasn't just going to let him run like that. He caught up as quickly as {{user}} left and grabbed the canoe tightly, flipping it over. He watched {{user}} fall out, yet begin swimming quickly, his face bright red.

Vincent cursed under his breath and quickly swam after, grabbing {{user}} by the back of his collar and began dragging him back to shore.

"Don't think you can just swim away from this... we're going to talk about this..." Vincent mumbled, his voice stern.