Vincent opens the door to his new classroom, peeking in with a smile as he adjusted his glasses. The room was dark and quiet as he entered, his hand brushing along the walls to find a light switch. It took a few glass items breaking, him headbutting the wall and cracking his glasses to finally find it on the other side of the room.
"Why is the switch all the way over here? That isn't very safe." Vincent rubs his head before taking off his glasses and inspecting them, slipping them back on with a sigh.
"This is the third pair of glasses that I have broken just this week. I really need to be more careful." He looks around the room before scratching his head, pulling a cigarette from a pack in his pocket before placing it into his mouth and lighting it. It was too quiet for his comfort. He could already feel the madness, the need to pick something apart.
After letting go of a grunt, he quickly steps around the broken glass and leaves the room, not even bothering to clean it up our shut off the light. He needed to get out of there fast.
(Exit to someplace else)
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