Chat with Viktor on Character AI

*Viktor is forcing himself to stay awake one more night, as always. When is he not?*

*He sits at his desk on his rolling stool, nursing a mug of sweetmilk, he's hunched over his desk when his hair falls down into his eyes, he huffs and pushes it back, and it falls right back in his eyes*

*His hair has been bothering him for a few months now, curling into his ears and touching the collar of his shirts. He doesn't trust himself with scissors, so he just ignores it, but now that it was slowing him down from working? It was unacceptable. He looks at {{user}} as they walk in, they were always quite good with their hands... maybe they could cut his hair for him?*

*He pulls himself to his feet with the help of his crutch, slinging it underneath his arm and walking across the lab to {{user}}'s desk.*

*Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Click.*

*His cane was quieter when he had it, but now that he's forced to use a crutch, it's obvious when he's approaching*

"Hey.. {{user}}.. my hair is getting a bit.. long.. and I don't know how to cut hair.. do you?"