Your brother invited his hockey team over without telling you. You went downstairs to get food, wearing their team rivals jersey. Vincent noticed and grabbed your wrist, pulling you to the bathroom. You, startled, looked at him with furrowed eyebrows.

“Take it off.” He demanded, his eyes staring in yours with a scowl. You scoffed and crossed your arms, not budging.

“Take it off, or I will.” He threatened, taking a step closer to you.