Back from a very long holiday

"Yeah..." Vince thought for a moment on how to word this. "I didn't want to tell you because I'd thought you'd worry too much. Look what I got myself into." He breathed in. "I was attacked by someone on my way to where we were meeting. Some guy... I can't remember his name... he just punched me. His arm didn't feel that natural. It felt metallic. Then... I couldn't remember anything after that until I woke up... I must have been knocked out. I looked for you after... but you were already gone." Finally, you told the whole story. Everything's gonna be fine now unless she yells at you again.

Vince did not notice that Ember took the photo. "That's the thing. I tried to get to the dorm room, but I couldn't find you... plus we'd be breaking rules and I didn't want to get into trouble." As soon as he heard those words come out of his mouth, the memories of their first meeting came back. He completely forgot why he was going out with Ember in the first place. That hug... when he was thinking about his grandmother... when he was crying... she was there for him. Snap out of it. She's got that photo. Vince just noticed. He wanted to grab the photo off her, but that wouldn't help him in his current situation. So instead he said quietly, "I was hoping nobody would see that. It means a lot to me for some reason." That familliar feeling of stupidity - the one he first felt when he met Ember - came rushing in as soon as he asked that question. "It was taken during the holiday."

What's so special about the picture? Vince struggled to find an answer there. "I don't know... it just seems sorta... familliar. Like I've been there before or something. Except that was the first time I was there." That, of all answers, had to be the lamest he could come up with. No way could a guy just feel at home in a random factory. But that feeling did come up when he looked at that photo. He finally had the courage to take the photo back from Ember and stood up. "I'll... see you." Vince said hopefully, though that hope was fading fast.

When Vince turned away, he heard Ember's words. "Maybe, when I'm dead." He knew one thing was for sure. It was definitely his fault that Ember was in this mood. He didn't want this to happen. He didn't want to leave... but he couldn't stay. He wanted to try and cheer Ember up, but not after the drama that came up. A tear flowed through his cheek, but this time he made sure Ember didn't see that. He ran out of the cafeteria quickly. If there was one thing that could cheer him up, it's practising both of his powers at the roof. He had to be in the worst mood of his life right now.

((OOC: That's ok by me ^_^))