[if he was being perfectly honest with himself, Vincent isn't entirely sure whether or not he's 'finished' with the other boy. the uncertainty doesn't keep him from locking in the potential of further violence, anyway - he quickly closes the gap between them, preventing Kit from easily escaping the wall with one hand and pulling him down to eye level with the other.
his host is wearing an impressively angered look, but he meets it easily with a foul glare of his own. if the supernatural were even remotely real it would have petrified the other teen by now.]
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his host is wearing an impressively angered look, but he meets it easily with a foul glare of his own. if the supernatural were even remotely real it would have petrified the other teen by now.]
This has nothing to do with the goddamn truth.