Vars was perfect in everyway for the angry Brit punk because he could counter Viktor's aggression in a way that one one else could. He was an equal and was often a challenge that the singer loved, whether it be during a fight or argument, Vars was his boyfriend now. Fuck whatever else people thought.

"Need a hand, mate? You'll probably tell me to fuck off but I can help you get up if you need it."

The Brit knew the bassist had his fierce pride so wouldn't treat him as weak. It was just Viktor loved Vars and cared for him in his own way. Had the Brit behaved like a complete bastard tonight? Perhaps. Getting angry came all too easy.

"Next time I get mad? Yeah. That happens a lot. Make war? You mean next time I fuck up and go fucking crazy you'll come with me? I'd like that."