It was all Viktor could get out as he was now wrestling on the floor with Rik, grunting and growling in anger. He knew what went on in his band but he wasn't some voyeur who stuck his head into other people's rooms, finding out who was sleeping with who. He knew Billy liked the Dane but didn't know they were seeing each other.
He felt the knee come up and went to grab Rik's leg, hoping to stop it from kicking him in the face. The punch came and it hit Viktor in the ear as he turned his head. Fuck. Swearing under his breath, he went to slug the Dane in the face as an equal comeback. Viktor's head was ringing but fuck if he was going to give up because he got a bloody face. Getting up he near lost his footing as he stumbled backwards and crashed back into a large wheeled rubbish bin.
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Mick felt equally as helpless because he couldn't find out where the fight was coming from and it could be anywhere in the whole fucking hotel. Shit. He then heard something from the back of the hotel. A noise? It sounded like a rubbish bin being disturbed. Or someone being pushed against it?
"Ziggy----I think something's going down behind the back of the hotel."
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It was all Viktor could get out as he was now wrestling on the floor with Rik, grunting and growling in anger. He knew what went on in his band but he wasn't some voyeur who stuck his head into other people's rooms, finding out who was sleeping with who. He knew Billy liked the Dane but didn't know they were seeing each other.
He felt the knee come up and went to grab Rik's leg, hoping to stop it from kicking him in the face. The punch came and it hit Viktor in the ear as he turned his head. Fuck. Swearing under his breath, he went to slug the Dane in the face as an equal comeback. Viktor's head was ringing but fuck if he was going to give up because he got a bloody face. Getting up he near lost his footing as he stumbled backwards and crashed back into a large wheeled rubbish bin.
***
Mick felt equally as helpless because he couldn't find out where the fight was coming from and it could be anywhere in the whole fucking hotel. Shit. He then heard something from the back of the hotel. A noise? It sounded like a rubbish bin being disturbed. Or someone being pushed against it?
"Ziggy----I think something's going down behind the back of the hotel."