Punishment | Locked to begrudges

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A peaceful sleep was something he rarely got at the hotel. Thankfully this evening was different. He actually got to have a good rest. Vincent was snuggled up underneath a pile of blankets, unaware of who was next to him. You could never tell what the hotel had in store anyways. Still sound asleep, he rolled over and sprawled out, practically taking up the entire bed.

"Shut up, Echo." He muttered in his sleep as he had some strange dream about him sending her off to find Gilbert, but she couldn't locate him.

DISCLAIMER: THIS POST CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND BLOODPLAY. PLEASE DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU ARE EASILY SQUICKED.