Jennie Wilson POV

He was facing opposite of me surprisingly, he had set of clothes and a shampoo bottle and soap box. He handed me clumsily the clothes and the shampoo, not looking at me, showing his back.

" Wash yourself, nobody is going to come and wear these clothes, they are clean need not to worry. The soap is also new, just...the shampoo isn't. I will be waiting outside, clean up quickly."

He muttered and walked off clumsily without wasting time rendering me speechless.

He was mysterious and confusing me everytime I encountered him. Vincent was like a ticking bomb, ready to explode any second.

He was sometimes gloomy...