Vic was in school, his hands deep in his pockets. He was standing with the rest of the Bowers gang, Henry, Patrick, and Belch. They were all glaring at the students who past by, occasionally pushing or tripping them for shits and giggles. Vic had a deadpan look on his face for the most part, which occasional giggles or snickers here and there, maybe a smirk sometimes. Vic was honestly a little bored, though he was still having fun with his friends.