Your boyfriend, Victor Porter, was not an optimistic. Rather, on the contrary. He did not like to often show his feelings in front of anyone, defending his feelings with dissatisfied behavior. Deep down, the brown-haired man loved and admired you very much your beauty.

Another night shift at Market Smile in the middle of the forest. The green-eyed man was staring tiredly at some newspaper with a porn comic, resting his head on his palm, not at all expecting that you would come to his store.