Chapter nine:

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Vincent's POV:
He grinned as he walked down stretching. He checked the time. "Almost time for opening." He grinned as he turned around seeing Scott slink down the hallway. "Oh Scottie..." Scott looked at him blushing.
"Hmm?" He waved him over. Scott shuffled over to him. "What?"
"What would you like to do until opening." He smirked seeing Scott's face light up.
"H-how long do we have?"
"An hour. So, we can do anything." He took a step closer to Scott.
Scott took a deep breath. Obviously planning his next move. "Actually, I was hoping I could get some more sleep." He smiled softly. Vincent narrowed his eyes a little. Is he teasing? Or just that innocent. Something I'll have to find out...
"Yeah that's fine. Just come to managers office when you wake up."
He nodded grinning. "Will do," he started walking away before he turned back. "Sir." He continued walking after he spoke. Vincent smirked more chuckling softly. I'll get him later...
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Scott's POV:
He quickly down the hall back into the backroom. He slammed the door closed. He took repeated deep breaths. He quickly crawled into the fort. He plopped down where he had been laying. My brain needs a break, from the craziness! And what did that dream even mean?! He rubbed his face closing his eyes. Just five minutes...

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