Even on his night off, Vincent finds himself serving alcohol to a group of strangers. This time, he was at some house party where some amateur was mixing up some disgusting cocktails. For the sake of everyone at the party, he volunteered to take over. Feeling the presence of someone standing next to him, Vincent doesn’t even look up before asking: “What can I make you?” 

            "Y'know, Jamie, last time I checked," A long black coat is strewn over his shoulders, "I'm not colorblind." A quick nod of the head beckons the younger to follow in his stride towards the front door, unless she'd wished to be left behind in the company of his vacant apartment, by all means.

            In the span of ten minutes, this was the nth time he’d changed. Cloaked in all black, this was the one, he thought as he shamelessly checked himself out in the full length mirror though, apparently, the opposing audience in the room thought otherwise — jokingly, he could string that out as much. Rolling his eyes, he shot a glare over the shoulder, sparing his outspoken guest the most minuscule of a glance, “Clearly.” In reality, she’d looked as perfectly coordinated as always.

i am sorry -taehyung

Minho simply stared ahead, not exactly sure how to react to the current situation. He was pretty sure that the elevator wasn’t actually working at this point. In order to stop the silence, he slightly cleared his throat before turning around to glance back at the stranger behind him. “Well.. I think that we might be in a bit of trouble.”

Encore: Larger Than Life