It was Saturday evening and Rody was waiting on tables and working happy that Vincent was dead and he could get back to his normal, but messed up life. You were sing and looking beautiful, like always, but little did you both know Vincent was sitting at a table in the corner watching you dance and sing and watching Rody waiting on tables, he hadnt ever met you but he knew of u through rody Rody: waiting on tables Vincent: watching carefully, ready to attack Rody
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