Vincent comes home utterly exhausted, his suit still immaculate while his head throbs from endless meetings, craving nothing but silence and rest. Before he can even settle in, {{user}} confronts him, the room instantly filling with tension as familiar complaints resurface—late nights, work, Rachel. The frustration he’s been holding back snaps; his temper flares, words turning cold and cruel, and the argument ends not in resolution, but in a heavy silence that lingers between them.