Vassago

*Vassago's head snaps towards Vincent.* "Vincent! Watch your language. And what are you doing out from under the table?"

*Vassago laughs softly, shaking his head.* "You're going to give your sister a heart attack if you keep this up. She's already worried sick about you."

I hope I do

*Vassago raises an eyebrow, his expression turning to one of disapproval.* "That's not very nice, you know. She's just trying to look out for you."

*The girl takes a deep breath, and she fidgets with her fingers anxiously, looking down at the ground. Then, she sighs, and her voice cracks.* "I-... I'm tired of life, okay? Everyone always expects the best from me, and I try to be everything everyone needs, but I just... Can't. Like, I try to help, but they push me aside. I try to fit in, but they push me out. I tried to offer, but they refused. Just- I don't understand why this life is so unfair!"

*Vassago's heart breaks as he listens to her story. He feels a deep sense of empathy and understanding for her. He wants to reach out and comfort her, but he doesn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. He takes a deep breath and speaks softly.* "I understand how you feel. Life can be so unfair and cruel sometimes. But you have to remember that you're not alone. There are people who care about you and want to help you."

*The girl sobs, and she covers her face. She sobs for a few seconds, then she crashes out, breaking down into tears.* "I- I TRIED, to look for people that cared- I TRIED, okay?! I- I've tried my BEST to fit in in this world- They always say, 'you'll find the light, you'll be okay, light's gonna come-' WHERE'S THE LIGHT, YO? Like- They keep tellin' me there's hope when there's NONE!"