Wow... Reviews make me so happy! Thankies Ezri! And of course, thanks to my Tako-chan for pointing out my crazy mistake in Chpt 2. .;;
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He locked the door behind him as he left for the day. Most of the people had already left for the day, but there were sill a few people finishing up at their desks. He glanced down the halls to see if he knew anyone that was still lingering. He had just started today, but he did have a couple coversations with his coworkers. Most were curious about his job and he noticed that they always avoided looking at his golden arm. He had been used to people staring at him, but this seemed to bother him more.
Vincent exited the building stepping into the cool evening air. There didn't seem to be any chance of rain, so he decided to walk to the closest hotel. He hadn't made any living arrangements yet, but he decided to leave that until the morning. He would have plenty of time to look for something on the weekend. He reached a small hotel just down the road from his new work. He payed for the room with the small amount of money that he had brought with him and took the key as he headed towards the room.
He lay himself on the bed staring at the stained ceiling. 'I definately need to find somewhere better to stay,' he thought as he rolled himself onto his side. He kicked off his shoes and fell asleep within minutes.
Leaving the hotel early, Vincent spent the rest of his day searching for a simple appartment to rent. After a couple hours he hadn't found any that were within his price range and close to his job. Defeated, he headed back to the hotel to spend another night there. He spent the rest of his afternoon and evening cooped up in the hotel room thinking of what he would do about somewhere to live. He couldn't stay in this hotel forever. He could barely afford to stay for the rest of the week.
Monday morning was hell for Vincent. His neighbours in the hotel had something to celebrate and made sure to keep him awake for most of the night. He waved to Mel as he walked through the doors. The long hall seemed to never end as he made his way painfully to his office. Closing the door behind him, he sat down behind his desk not even bothering to turn on the lights. He leaned forward resting his head on his folded arms and drifted into a welcoming slumber.
He didn't hear the soft knocking on his door, nor when it was opened and the man stepped inside. "Doc..." Vincent heard that soft call though and started coming back to reality. He didn't know how long he had slept, but it must've been awhile if someone was there looking for him. He lifted his head and looked towards the door. The lights had not been turned on and the light from the hallway did not offer enough visibility to identify the stranger.
"Hmmm?" He asked, hoping not to sound too groggy. He sat up more and motioned for the man to turn on the light. The harsh light hit his eyes causing him to wince noticeably. His eyes slowly adjusted to the light as he rubbed the back of his neck with his good hand.
"Have a good nap, Doctor Vin?" Vincent looked up to see Cid standing on the other side of the desk chuckling to himself.
"It would've been better if I hadn't been woken up by someone like you." Vincent said smiling. "Were you sent here to wake me up?" he asked, wondering if he had missed anyone else coming to the door.
"Nah, I actually came to see you because I did something really fucking stupid." Cid then held up his right hand which was quite 'attached' to a red stapler. Vincent had to cover his mouth quickly to surpress a laugh. "Ya, I could've taken care of it m'self, but they sent me here because it would need to be recorded in the log thingy since it is work related." He was evidently embarassed about having to see Vincent for this kind of issue, but tried not to show it.
Vincent was still trying not to laugh as he stood up and walked to the door. "We'll get that taken care of then."
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He locked the door behind him as he left for the day. Most of the people had already left for the day, but there were sill a few people finishing up at their desks. He glanced down the halls to see if he knew anyone that was still lingering. He had just started today, but he did have a couple coversations with his coworkers. Most were curious about his job and he noticed that they always avoided looking at his golden arm. He had been used to people staring at him, but this seemed to bother him more.
Vincent exited the building stepping into the cool evening air. There didn't seem to be any chance of rain, so he decided to walk to the closest hotel. He hadn't made any living arrangements yet, but he decided to leave that until the morning. He would have plenty of time to look for something on the weekend. He reached a small hotel just down the road from his new work. He payed for the room with the small amount of money that he had brought with him and took the key as he headed towards the room.
He lay himself on the bed staring at the stained ceiling. 'I definately need to find somewhere better to stay,' he thought as he rolled himself onto his side. He kicked off his shoes and fell asleep within minutes.
Leaving the hotel early, Vincent spent the rest of his day searching for a simple appartment to rent. After a couple hours he hadn't found any that were within his price range and close to his job. Defeated, he headed back to the hotel to spend another night there. He spent the rest of his afternoon and evening cooped up in the hotel room thinking of what he would do about somewhere to live. He couldn't stay in this hotel forever. He could barely afford to stay for the rest of the week.
Monday morning was hell for Vincent. His neighbours in the hotel had something to celebrate and made sure to keep him awake for most of the night. He waved to Mel as he walked through the doors. The long hall seemed to never end as he made his way painfully to his office. Closing the door behind him, he sat down behind his desk not even bothering to turn on the lights. He leaned forward resting his head on his folded arms and drifted into a welcoming slumber.
He didn't hear the soft knocking on his door, nor when it was opened and the man stepped inside. "Doc..." Vincent heard that soft call though and started coming back to reality. He didn't know how long he had slept, but it must've been awhile if someone was there looking for him. He lifted his head and looked towards the door. The lights had not been turned on and the light from the hallway did not offer enough visibility to identify the stranger.
"Hmmm?" He asked, hoping not to sound too groggy. He sat up more and motioned for the man to turn on the light. The harsh light hit his eyes causing him to wince noticeably. His eyes slowly adjusted to the light as he rubbed the back of his neck with his good hand.
"Have a good nap, Doctor Vin?" Vincent looked up to see Cid standing on the other side of the desk chuckling to himself.
"It would've been better if I hadn't been woken up by someone like you." Vincent said smiling. "Were you sent here to wake me up?" he asked, wondering if he had missed anyone else coming to the door.
"Nah, I actually came to see you because I did something really fucking stupid." Cid then held up his right hand which was quite 'attached' to a red stapler. Vincent had to cover his mouth quickly to surpress a laugh. "Ya, I could've taken care of it m'self, but they sent me here because it would need to be recorded in the log thingy since it is work related." He was evidently embarassed about having to see Vincent for this kind of issue, but tried not to show it.
Vincent was still trying not to laugh as he stood up and walked to the door. "We'll get that taken care of then."