Jan 25, 2020
continued from here with @xxxcxo
Victor was in his cell, as usual, though for once he was closer to the bars than a normal day. Figured he’d get a look at the people walking through and hear the noises of the brothel better, which was better than hiding in the dark corner and making shit up. And a new person was in front of his cell for more than just a passing thought, and he looked up at the person he didn’t recognize, which either meant this was a newer person or Victor was losing his touch on seeing people. “You know, I’m really not in the mood for shit today so I’m sure you’d find some more obedient slaves further down. They’ll fall right at your feet and everything.”