Scott sighed, shifting nervously in the passenger seat. Vincent drove his purple car, silence crowded the car. Scott looked out the window, seeing the houses slipping by. Parked cars zipped by as well. Vincent saw Scott's unamused grouchy look.

        "You know.. It won't be bad.." Vincent shattered the silence. Scott flinched a bit in surprise. He kept silent, turning his head and looked straight. "I.. Nevermind.." He sighed heavily. Vincent sighed, then his expression brightened. "Oh! Let's play a game." Vincent spoke loudly. Scott growled. "You're a driver... You can't look around to find things..."

        "Yes I can."

        "Do you want a car accident?!"

        "I risk things. So what?"

        "... You're crazy.." Scott leaned back, back
flat on the chair. Vincent's face grew a crazy grin. "Hehe.. Who said I wasn't?" Vincent looked into Scott's eyes with a crazed expression. "I-I.. Ugh." Scott crossed his arms, letting out a huge sigh. Vincent stopped the car, pulling out his keys. "Let's go!" The man swung open the door, hopping out, then closing the door behind him. Scott slowly opened the door, reluctantly exited, then closed the door. He stretched out his arms, then followed Vincent.

-

        They took a seat on a table close to a wall. Scott sighed, looking hestiantly at Vincent. Vincent looked at Scott as well. They were locked into eachothers eyes for a little bit, before Scott looked away blushing a little bit. Vincent continued staring anyways, he looked zoned out. Scott hissed. "W-what?!" The annoyed man looked away. Vincent blinked, still looking at him. "Nothing~"

-

        The food was placed on the table, Scott was hungry. Vincent smiled, Scott tried not to look at him. Spaghetti, the main course, arrived. Scott's eyes finally dragged him to Vincent. Vincent already started eating, Scott sighed. I should do the same, huh? Scott looked at the spaghetti on his plate, he grabbed the fork firmly and slurped it up. Vincent stared at him. "Hey~"

        "No."

        "......"

        "No."

        "Geez, try to be fun~" Vincent stuck out his tongue, grabbing Scott's shoulders from across the table. Scott screeched, "VINCENT YOU'LL FALL IN THE FOOD YOU IDIOT!" Scott's voice attracted a bunch of people's attentions. The man's face was red with embarrassment. Vincent kept grabbing on. Scott waited until the people turned away, then pushed Vincent away.

        "Vincent what are you doing?"

        "Hehe.."

        "Ugh you could've ruined everything!"

        "Haha okay.." Vincent continued eating, Scott crossed his arms and ate as well.

-

        The food was gone. It was all eaten, Vincent got up. Scott glared at him. "We're not going to pay?"

        "Nope."

        "WHAT THE FUCK VINCENT?"

        "Just.. Come." Vincent smiled creepily, grabbing Scott's hand and racing out the restaurant. "VINCENT WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Scott screeched. Vincent smiled and laughed. "Shut up." The insane man ran out the door, shoving Scott in the car. Vincent stepped on the pedal, racing away while Scott screamed.