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The phone call wasn't the one he wanted to hear. His mother had just called the hotel and Viktor had picked up the call and heard it all. His old man had gone to prison for up to ten years. Fuck. Fuck it all. He just said goodbye to his mother on the phone then near smashed the whole thing against the bedroom wall. Viktor wasn't good at dealing with shit like this and even though he didn't get on with his father--the man was still his dad at the end of the day.
Fucking cops.
He was now outside livid, hurting and feeling very much alone. Not wanting to join in with the drinking games the others were doing in Aarne's room, the punk was out on the streets wanting to light something up. To burn something to the ground. He was fucking angry and would punch anyone who pissed him off at all. Or even spoke to him. Grabbing a brick from the floor he hurled it towards the nearest window he could find. Who gave a shit what it was? He was in New York, thousands of miles away from home and his old man was locked up.
"Fucking wankers."
Swearing under his breath, the punk then lit up a smoke whilst slumping down onto the nearest bench. Where was he? A few blocks away from the hotel at least. He wanted to cause carnage tonight. Maybe target the NYPD. They were police. American cops but fuck it. Cops were cops.
Fucking cops.
He was now outside livid, hurting and feeling very much alone. Not wanting to join in with the drinking games the others were doing in Aarne's room, the punk was out on the streets wanting to light something up. To burn something to the ground. He was fucking angry and would punch anyone who pissed him off at all. Or even spoke to him. Grabbing a brick from the floor he hurled it towards the nearest window he could find. Who gave a shit what it was? He was in New York, thousands of miles away from home and his old man was locked up.
"Fucking wankers."
Swearing under his breath, the punk then lit up a smoke whilst slumping down onto the nearest bench. Where was he? A few blocks away from the hotel at least. He wanted to cause carnage tonight. Maybe target the NYPD. They were police. American cops but fuck it. Cops were cops.
