Sven tried to remain calm and focused as he listened to what Jerry was about to say regarding Davy and his past. But, fuck---it was hard. He could already feel the anger and unease build inside his stomach like bile making him feel sick.
"No. Fuck no. That evil piece of shit. Den där jävla skiten!"
The Swede got up and wanted to throw something in anger because he was raging. Fuck that---that monster! How dare he attack and abuse poor Davy like that, forcing himself on the poor boy. It was a horrific act.
"I---I need a fucking drink."
Sven went up to the bar and near smashed a glass on the floor because his hands were shaking in pure anger.
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Date: 2023-10-27 08:06 pm (UTC)"No. Fuck no. That evil piece of shit. Den där jävla skiten!"
The Swede got up and wanted to throw something in anger because he was raging. Fuck that---that monster! How dare he attack and abuse poor Davy like that, forcing himself on the poor boy. It was a horrific act.
"I---I need a fucking drink."
Sven went up to the bar and near smashed a glass on the floor because his hands were shaking in pure anger.