As soon as the word was given that they could get the hell out of there he felt extremely relieved and even sighed to show his relief. About fucking time, Victor thought to himself. There was even a small part of him that wanted to jump for joy but thankfully he kept himself under control to not do it. He didnâ€™t even look back at George or acknowledge the good bye he gave when he stood from his seat and then went outside. George was sure to give his father a call and let him know he saw his sonâ€¦ oh how he was dreading thatâ€¦ The moment he set foot outside, he noticed that it was raining pretty much right when his phone went off. Reading the text made him feel like Mathias was teasing him which was probably his intent whether he was aware of the rain or not.<br/><br/>Unfortunately he didnâ€™t have a coat or an umbrella aside from the jacket he was wearing. It didnâ€™t help him much and he stood under the awning to keep from getting soaked as he approached Mathias. â€œWell thatâ€™s one pain in the ass out of the way. Iâ€™m glad that went better than expected,â€ his voice was a bit quiet when he spoke. He wrapped his arms around himself, holding onto his laptop case, and shivered slightly. As if that would keep him from getting wet. While he didnâ€™t mind the rain he didnâ€™t like the chill it sometimes gave off; it tended to bother him though he never really knew why, truth be told. Atmosphere, he always figured, but otherwise didnâ€™t really put much thought into it.<br/><br/>He was half expecting a car to just come by and splash dirty street water on him like in the movies or some dramatic television show. That would just be the icing on the cake to his already bad day. Almost on queue a car had driven by but thankfully water had not been splashed; the rain must have only just started a few moments ago. Odd since it was a downpour right now, he figured that the day was looking at he and Mathias saying â€˜hey you two are having a shitty day, well Iâ€™m going to make it shittierâ€™ just to spite them. Yeah the thought was odd but he didnâ€™t care, he was just looking for come comic relief in this stressful situation. The more he thought about it the more it pissed him off and he really couldnâ€™t afford to lose his composure.<br/><br/>It was a miracle that he had been able to keep himself from punching George in the face. He was actually pretty proud of himself. Maybe he was getting better at this.<br/><br/>â€œFrom the looks of things this is going to be such a fun trip,â€ Victor said, trying to calm his temper, flashing a small smile as best as he could though it was mostly because he was being a little sarcastic in his own way. â€œSo what now, just head back to the hotel? Itâ€™s a shame it had to start raining.â€ He was trying to get a decent conversation going even if he had a feeling that neither of them were really in the mood for one. It was just his way of clearing his mind, putting himself in a better mood. Later he was going to have to call his father and tell him everything that happened today and he knew the man was going to chew him out. The very thought of it made him shiver a bit, though thankfully it had looked like he was shivering from the rain again.<br/><br/>The rain really could not have come at a more appropriate time.