"You like my eyes? No joke? I suppose they can be, yeah. I like giving the stare to bastards who think they can take me on in a fight."
Viktor always acting the tough guy even when talking about his eyes and someone such as Gloria complementing him on them. It was more he wasn't used to someone offering him compliments because he just didn't know how to process them without offering a snarky or rude comment back. Always on the defensive.
"They'd put you in a loony bin for being with a black chick? Fucking harsh."
Shaking his head and shrugging, Viktor then looked down at his ankle. He didn't think it was that bad but then he would just drink vodka, get smashed and sleep through the pain like he always did. Gloria was a doctor and knew what she was talking about.
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Viktor always acting the tough guy even when talking about his eyes and someone such as Gloria complementing him on them. It was more he wasn't used to someone offering him compliments because he just didn't know how to process them without offering a snarky or rude comment back. Always on the defensive.
"They'd put you in a loony bin for being with a black chick? Fucking harsh."
Shaking his head and shrugging, Viktor then looked down at his ankle. He didn't think it was that bad but then he would just drink vodka, get smashed and sleep through the pain like he always did. Gloria was a doctor and knew what she was talking about.
"Doesn't look that bad, love."