"That fucking bitch. I met her, in a way anyway. Smashed my phone up after she talked to me on it. Sent a load of shitty messages so me and Vars drove up to a billboard with her ugly whore mug on it and burnt it down."

Viktor smirked at that. It had been a good day for stress relief and burning down Trine's billboard.

"Yeah, it is, mate. We're engaged."

The punk looked down at his bracelet and touched it gently.