Morning soon came around, but Vincent was still asleep. He looked calm and peaceful where he was. Surely today would be a good day, right? If Vincent was around, everyday would be a good day at some point or another. Besides, he loved doing favors for people and repaying them back for things. Since he was already crazy, anything that was said, would be done. Maybe it was because he grew up strangely and lived that way his whole life? Vincent groaned in his sleep, rolling onto his back. He still looked peaceful as ever.