Viktor sighed and removed his shirt. To be honest he hadn't expected Gloria to come around and start doting on the injured band members. Had she already been to the Dane or was he next? She had a mouth on her which the punk did have respect for. It seemed she was no wilting flower and the woman had guts talking back to the rather imposing singer.
"Fine. I just----this whole fucking mess shouldn't have happened! It was a fucking joke and harp boy took it too far."
He screwed his vodka bottle back up and chucked it to the bottom of his bed as he removed his blood encrusted t-shirt, baring his bruised torso. It wasn't that bad. At least---it didn't feel that bad to Viktor. That prick had landed a few kicks and punches but nothing serious.
"How long have you and Weird been together? I've heard him play bass on the radio. It's pretty decent. He knows how to hit the low notes just like my bassist, Joe."
Slowly, the punk was beginning to act more like a respectable human being.
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"Fine. I just----this whole fucking mess shouldn't have happened! It was a fucking joke and harp boy took it too far."
He screwed his vodka bottle back up and chucked it to the bottom of his bed as he removed his blood encrusted t-shirt, baring his bruised torso. It wasn't that bad. At least---it didn't feel that bad to Viktor. That prick had landed a few kicks and punches but nothing serious.
"How long have you and Weird been together? I've heard him play bass on the radio. It's pretty decent. He knows how to hit the low notes just like my bassist, Joe."
Slowly, the punk was beginning to act more like a respectable human being.