"Yeah. It felt good, mate. I just wanted to fucking smash everything earlier because of the shit going on back home. The phone is in pieces back at the hotel."
Viktor smashing the phone against the wall with such force that the plastic just cracked into tiny pieces. He'd just gone on an anger rage and didn't know how to stop. Vars was perhaps the only man who could temper the punk's anger.
"Come when go? I want to. Just---I need you with me when we do go. You're the only bastard I'd want with me anyway."
He kissed Vars on the lips and then offered the bassist a punch on the arm.
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Viktor smashing the phone against the wall with such force that the plastic just cracked into tiny pieces. He'd just gone on an anger rage and didn't know how to stop. Vars was perhaps the only man who could temper the punk's anger.
"Come when go? I want to. Just---I need you with me when we do go. You're the only bastard I'd want with me anyway."
He kissed Vars on the lips and then offered the bassist a punch on the arm.