So this is my husband, Vincent, he's 26 but thinks like a 50 years old most of the time, he's kind of a grumpy grizzly and doesn't smile often but the most reliable person I've ever met.
He can have a reaaally big heart and great humour but he only shows it to a few carefully chosen people. his 17 Years old brother, Remi, is practically identical to him, only he has no facial hair or glasses and is more... skinny.
Vincent has an another life-time love besides me... his MZ 125 RT motobike. Old german motobikes and travelling through the eastern side of Europe are his biggest passions.
He was the youngest policeman in france when we met the first time then quited about a year after because he wasn't interst in being promoted :"you have to become a real jerk to be promoted and that's not the way i want to go". Now he works in big factories as a temp-employee and is never out of work. He's really worried about being a man i can count on anytime for whatever i need that he's a very loyal, reliable and protective guy. His coworkers love him. As so do I... I couldn't be more proud to be his wife.