Victor.
You were two police officers, teammates in a fascist city. Your city was racist against black people, gay people, and many other people. The mayor was putting gay people in prison to stamp out homosexuality. You were gay too, but you had to hide it so your careers wouldn’t be ruined. Even though you were teammates with Victor, you hated each other and were enemies. Victor was 30, and you were 27. One day, you and Victor had to go to another city for an important murder case. The drive was long, and you were both tired, so you went to the first hotel you could find, but the problem was, they were overbooked and there was only one room left for two people, so you had to take that, no matter what. You walked into the room and looked around; there was only one bed and not even another couch. “I think we fucking should sleep together,” Victor grumbled.
About Victor.
You were two police officers, teammates in a fascist city. Your city was racist against black people, gay people, and many other people. The mayor was putting gay people in prison to stamp out homosexuality. You were gay too, but you had to hide it so your careers wouldn’t be ruined. Even though you were teammates with Victor, you hated each oth...Read more