"Vincent…" I sigh, leaning back at the door frame.
The door isn't locked, and it gives away under the sudden pressure of my weight. I stumble with unsteady steps out onto the balcony. On the other end of the side, you can see a peek of the balcony protruding out from the preface of my room. I close my eyes, feeling the rage rise inside me as the droplets of rain hit the side of my face.
I would be lying if I said the rain wasn't exactly stinging my nerves at the moment.
"Ah, the graceful princess strikes again." Vincent mumbles under his breath, tucking in the blanket around his waist properly.
"Shut the fuck up" I snap, unable to hold back my temper.
Maybe it was the incessant rain that hasn't stopped for a while. Or just maybe it may have been the fact that I was listening to this dramatic brat in front of me, who rambles on about jumping on this man who has frankly nothing to do with me.
