Vincent Amorason (
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Picking Up The Pieces
So... that was it. He wasn't an Avenger anymore. Vincent felt very uncertain, about almost everything. He'd already spoken to Bruce, and consulted with his academic advisor about temporarily scaling back his course-load. He had an appointment with Stark at the end of the week to discuss his position there. Audhild was going to be well-educated and provided for. He'd even worked out a grocery list for the next few weeks and fully cleaned the apartment.
He'd done everything he could think of, he'd been so intent on putting this off.
He picks up the phone and dials a number that he'd resolved not to for some time.
"Hello... Roxanne."
He'd done everything he could think of, he'd been so intent on putting this off.
He picks up the phone and dials a number that he'd resolved not to for some time.
"Hello... Roxanne."
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However, the annoyance cuts off quickly as he's surprised by her next comment. "Lena?" He blinks. "I... I haven't seen her in months. It might make me sound like a bad friend, but she's hardly even crossed my mind... What makes you think of her? I told you, what was going on with her before we got together was just... casual. Benefits, I believe is the prevailing term."
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He opens and shuts his mouth once, then again. Finally, he just shakes his head and reaches for his wallet, leaving cash and a generous tip for the food. "No... I don't have anything else." That statement in itself rings through his head like a tower's bell. "Goodbye Roxanne. I sincerely hope he makes you happy." He gets up, bowing his head gently, and starts walking out.