#vaniteos

@vaniteos

    College so far had been an interesting trip. His classes had proven to not be as easy as they once were in high school and his clubs were alot more serious than he was used to, but that was good. It meant that everyone was dedicated to what they did and it pushed Ven to want to be the best that he could do.

    Besides the hard work he’d been thrown into, the people he had met were pretty cool and awesome. His roommate was very silent and to himself, but always seemed to tidy up after him if he left in a hurry without properly making his bed or throwing out his trash. It made him feel bad but he had plans to treat the guy to food that weekend as a thank you. Other than him, his classmates and fellow club members were are really cool people and had helped him catch up and understand anything he was having trouble with.

   All in all he had no trouble so far and he was hoping to keep it that way until he spotted someone he had hoped to never see again.

    When his eyes had landed on the black haired male walking in the opposite direction of where he was heading he froze in sudden fear. He had gone a year and a half without seeing this bastards face and now here he was, at his university.

"Okay, done," he muttered to himself as he finished cleaning the last of the Cafe's tables. Satisfied with his task done, he made quick work of pushing in the chairs before moving on to wipe down the counter, pausing for a second to glance at the clock hung on the wall for the time. So far so good, just a few more minutes and he'd be done for the night. Dropping the used rag into the dirty hamper in the back, he made sure the back door was locked before heading back towards the front, switching off the lights as he went, pausing long enough to make sure that nothing was left on before heading towards the break room to grab his things from his locker. He pulled his book bag out of the locker, switching it for the apron that had been tied around his waist. Making sure he had his keys, he exited the break room and headed for the front doors, switching off the remaining lights as he passed by. With one final glance behind himself, for anything he may have forgotten he pushed open the door, pausing long enough to flip the store's sign from 'open' to 'closed.' Releasing his grip on the door, he let it slide shut. Inserting the key into the keyhole, he turned it, setting the door's lock into place. Another day done and over with.

@sculpted-envy

---  C H R I S T M A S  had  come  &  gone  faster  than  usual  for  the  young  man;  perhaps  since  it  had  been  a  long  time  since  he  was  free  from  his  parents’  suffocating  affection  &  their  festive  spirit,  or  the  watchful  eye  of  a  parole  officer.  He  was  pleased  when  the  tacky  decorations  started  to  come  down  &  classmates  stopped  babbling  about  what  to  get  for  their  significant  others.  The  “jolly”  season  was  over  &  the  next  nauseating  holiday  wasn’t  until  February. 

The  winter  weather  had  left  an  undesirable  amount  of  snow  on  the  ground.  Paired  with  the  below  freezing  temperatures,  the  town  was  covered  in  a  fine  layer  of  snow  &  ice.  It  was  scenic,  but  not  pleasant.

The  lake,  which  was  hardly  a  walk  from  campus,  had  frozen  over  completely.  Vanitas  often  walked  around  the  area  to  smoke  or  clear  his  head,  even  in  the  bitter  cold  -  but  he  didn’t  dare  to  tread  across  the  icy  expansion.  He  wasn’t  that  stupid.

But  someone  else  was.

Vanitas  lifted  a  hand  to  act  as  a  visor.  The  light  of  the  sun  reflecting  off  the  lake  was  blinding,  but  he  could  still  make  out  the  form  of  someone  in  the  middle  of  the  lake.  In  his  other  hand,  he  lowered  the  half-smoked  cigarette.