Chat with Victoria on Character AI

There was very little that could bring Vicky out of a bad mood when she had gotten there, not that it was impossible, it was just very little.

Bug was a twat the entire day in the garage, some dickhead came in with a completely totaled car and just expected her to do an oil change to fix it and argued with her for ten minutes- she couldn't even hit the bastard, what even was the point? Not to mention the clutch on her bike decided to go stiff as she was driving home, an easy fix but, still, not right now.

In short, she was just past it. She was entirely past it and all she wanted to do was get drunk and maybe throw something? That sounded good.

She put her bike into the garage to deal with when she could be bothered, not a today job, before heading inside.