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[numanstan]

[Having just recently repressed all memory of his time in the love hotel, Vince has decided to head over to his best friend Howard's house to steal a pair of underwear so he can continue to live to check in on him, maybe have a cuppa, like good friends do!

Of course, when he gets there, Howard isn't. There's even a new name on the mailbox. Like he

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[clockwrkangel]

[Have a somewhat sulky looking teenager wandering the neighbourhood and wander by. That said, she actually does stop and look concerned when she sees Vince's state.]

Uhh...you okay?

[OOC - I have no idea why, but this song makes me think of Vince...]

[numanstan]

[He stares up at her blankly for a good moment, as if he doesn't quite understand what she's saying, or even where he is. Then, he waves his hand dismissively.]

Hm? Yeah, yeah, I'm alright. Yeah.

(what did I just listen to even)

[clockwrkangel]

...You don't look okay. Are you new here or something? I'm new here...

[numanstan]

Nope. Seven months-- no, eight, it's September now...

[numanstan]

[Normally, he would be all like "oh crap that is so cool" but he's far too focused on his own grief right now.]

Hm?

[numanstan]

Hm? Oh, yeah, it'll be...

... Dammit.

[a_gentle_boy]

Mis -- . . . Vince? What happened? Is everything OK?

[numanstan]

... I mean, do we even know if they really go home? What if they just... vanish or somethin'?

[a_gentle_boy]

Vince . . . ?

[Lucas sits down next to his friend and glances at the house, frowning for a moment or two until he understands.]

Someone you knew . . . ?

[numanstan]

... Yeah. Best friend from back home. And he's completely gone, too-- didn't even bother leavin' a drone behind for me to beat up, the bastard.

[best_papa_evar]

[Mn, passing by from the usual work just to find someone else about to have a complete breakdown? Hughes is really disliking Mayfield this week. While he doesn't know Vince, you hardly need to know a man to try and help. Ishbal taught him that much: sometimes a small talk could help the worst of emotions.]

[And the reason for looking so lost was immediately recognizable.]

[Gently:]

Aa, another one's left, then?

...Are you all right?

[numanstan]

... Yeah. I'll get over it.

[He pauses.] Thanks.

[best_papa_evar]

It's no problem.

[He smiles softly.]

My closest friend's gone as well. But knowing that idiot, he'd want me to keep a stiff upper lip and keep up my morale.

[He puts out a hand to help the man up.]

Let's get you off this ground, hm? Mayfield probably would enjoy the sight too much.

[numanstan]

My friend'd probably want me to observe Victorian mournin' customs and put black crepe over my trainers...

[He takes the hand and stands.]

... Or somethin' stupid like that.

[crazyclownwoman]

....Vince? ....Are you alright?

[numanstan]

Oh, hey, Harley. How're things.

[brb trying to put on a brave face so he doesn't look like a total wimp in front of a girl]