He could accept a compliment but Viktor often accompanied it with some macho comment or something equally as defensive. It was just his way since he'd not been brought up with many compliments in his life, instead mostly abusive remarks by his parents. Delinquent being the main one. Shrugging he understood what Gloria meant but wasn't going to say as much.
"You like chicks too? A disease? Shit, it's not that bad if you love someone the same sex as you. I've fucked girls and boys, mostly punks and I don't give a flying fuck what people think of me. I suppose it's different to where you come from."
America sounded harsh for Gloria and the way she wanted to live her life. She seemed strong. Couldn't she just slap any guy who told her what to do? Viktor's views on life were simple; deck or light up anyone who fucked you off. Looking down at his ankle, he wiggled it slightly and felt a twinge of pain but didn't reveal any emotion on his face.
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"You like chicks too? A disease? Shit, it's not that bad if you love someone the same sex as you. I've fucked girls and boys, mostly punks and I don't give a flying fuck what people think of me. I suppose it's different to where you come from."
America sounded harsh for Gloria and the way she wanted to live her life. She seemed strong. Couldn't she just slap any guy who told her what to do? Viktor's views on life were simple; deck or light up anyone who fucked you off. Looking down at his ankle, he wiggled it slightly and felt a twinge of pain but didn't reveal any emotion on his face.
"It's sore a little bit. Not much."