Sven knew he couldn't ride like this. He had drank quite a bit of booze and could wreck. No. The American was right and the Swede sighed, closing his eyes, biting the inside of his cheek before looking back up at Jerry, killing the engine but not getting off the bike.
"You're right, I'm not. That fucking murderer should be doing time in whatever jail is in this city. The law is a fucking joke. Davy---he should never have been raped by this pile of vitun paska! Fucking shit."
The Swede just hung his head before getting off the bike and slumping by the front wheel onto the floor, pushing his hand across his face where tears were forming at his eyes. Sven would never endanger his life and he had Ulrik to think of but he couldn't even think past the raw anger that was gnawing at him right now. A tight pain across his chest and his head hurt.
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Date: 2023-11-09 08:18 pm (UTC)Sven knew he couldn't ride like this. He had drank quite a bit of booze and could wreck. No. The American was right and the Swede sighed, closing his eyes, biting the inside of his cheek before looking back up at Jerry, killing the engine but not getting off the bike.
"You're right, I'm not. That fucking murderer should be doing time in whatever jail is in this city. The law is a fucking joke. Davy---he should never have been raped by this pile of vitun paska! Fucking shit."
The Swede just hung his head before getting off the bike and slumping by the front wheel onto the floor, pushing his hand across his face where tears were forming at his eyes. Sven would never endanger his life and he had Ulrik to think of but he couldn't even think past the raw anger that was gnawing at him right now. A tight pain across his chest and his head hurt.