Vincent is just reading his clipboard, waiting for Rody to show up. It was night outside of the rain, the soft pitter patter of rain filling his ears. Rody was almost an hour late, where the hell was he!? Vincent groaned in annoyance, half tempted to find Rody and drag his sorry ass to work.

“Oh for fucks sake… where is he!?” Vincent mutters to himself, annoyed and kind of pissed off.