Post by vincentcorrau on Feb 25, 2008 0:56:23 GMT
Sipping his whiskey, Vincent sat hutched over at the bar, elbows on the table. Where else would Vince be at night? Besides the Forbidden Forest, but that was a different story, and for a different time. The moon was only a quarter full, so he still had time. Taking another swig of his drink, he sat up a little more, deep in thought. He needed to get a job soon, he couldn't just rely on his parents. Even though his parents could careless.
They loved all their children, and spoiled them to death. That was the only problem Vince had with his parents. Peter and Terri were still young, not too much younger then himself, but they had adapted to the spoiled-life style. They just expected many things from their parents, and it bothered him.
Sighing, he took another swig of his drink. He could possibly apply for a job here, or maybe at Hogwarts? Vinny had heard good things about Hogwarts accepting his 'kind.' Even though it wasn't much of a kind, they were at least nice enough to take them in. Would other places do that? Who knew.
Placing his elbows back on the bar, he began thinking. He'd only been in this part of England for a short time now. Vincent had to keep skipping town due to taxes. The silent home-wrecker. Vince really had no intention of leaving here, it was a nice place. Better then the other parts he'd been to over the years.
They loved all their children, and spoiled them to death. That was the only problem Vince had with his parents. Peter and Terri were still young, not too much younger then himself, but they had adapted to the spoiled-life style. They just expected many things from their parents, and it bothered him.
Sighing, he took another swig of his drink. He could possibly apply for a job here, or maybe at Hogwarts? Vinny had heard good things about Hogwarts accepting his 'kind.' Even though it wasn't much of a kind, they were at least nice enough to take them in. Would other places do that? Who knew.
Placing his elbows back on the bar, he began thinking. He'd only been in this part of England for a short time now. Vincent had to keep skipping town due to taxes. The silent home-wrecker. Vince really had no intention of leaving here, it was a nice place. Better then the other parts he'd been to over the years.