"𝓜𝔂 𝓞𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷."

CHAPTER THREE

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It was a pleasant atmosphere, the café was peacefully quiet and smelled like fresh pie. This would be perfect for Elliot, but there was an agitating, grating, voice in his ear.

Vincent was chatting away about nonsensical things. Elliot didn't care to listen, but it came to a point. "Do you find chatting a hobby?" Elliot interrupted, annoyed, catching Vincent slightly off guard.

Vincent chucked and rested his head on his hand. "Only with you." He says with a playful smile, Elliot rolled his eyes, "though." he continued "I have an interest in photography"

Elliot raises an eyebrow as he looks up from his computer screen. Vincent cast his gaze towards Ellliot's obvious expression, he laughed a little.

"You're that surprised?" Vincent looked out the window, his eyes looked a little somber. "I tend to forget faces I haven't seen in awhile."

Vincent's smile falters for a moment, he clears his throat. "So photos are like precious memories to me." Though Vincent was smiling Elliot could see his eyes were distant.

Elliot cleared his throat and put his focus on his computer "I thought you'd like stalking people." Vincent bursted out laughing, making Elliot jump a little and unknowingly himself, Elliot had a small smile on his face. "You've got quite the humor for someone so gloomy."

He leaned forward, "what about you? Do you just draw all day?" Elliot didn't answer, focusing on his computer screen and taking a sip of his coffee.

Vincent pouted, "C'mon humor me a little will you?" Elliot sighed, hesitating before closing his laptop. "I like to garden." He said simply. Vincent looked a little surprised, like he hadn't expected an answer.

"Gardening..." Vincent looked pensive for a moment, "do you have your own garden?" Elliot's chest started to tighten, his head lowered as he gazed at his coffee cup.

He hesitated. "I inherited it from my father" Vincent was silent for a moment, just when he was about to say something , the chair scraped against the floor as Elliot stood from his chair suddenly.

"I've done my part, we're waiting on you now." Elliot's face was hidden behind his bangs.

Elliot is quick to leave before Vincent stops him grabbing his hand. They stare at each other for a moment, Elliot's eyes were teary and red like he was about to cry.

Elliot snatched his hand away from Vincent and wiped his eyes. "Do you need something?" Elliot's voice sounded shaky and cracked.

Vincent hesitated a moment, "Your phone number." Elliot looked at Vincent with a confused expression. "What for? The project is almost finished."

Vincent held his phone up to a group chat. It showed his group members and a ton of other people. "It'll be easier to tell them here than on monday no?" Vincent had that playful smile again. "So all I need is--"

"No thank you." Elliot interrupted bluntly, "You can tell them yourself." He turned on his heel and walked out the cafe, leaving Vincent alone with a stunned expression.

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