God, what a load of shit Albin just talked about. I scowl at him as he sits down, 'Imprisoned'? it's going to be a lot worse than Imprisoned, Mister, You'll feel pain no matter what you plea.
The judge smiles at me and says "Mrs Broznya, you may now step up and give your testimony" I walk up to the stand, forcing tears out to roll down my face, and i wipe them away as I begin, but before i can, The Judge says "oh, and my deepest condolences for you and for your family, Madam" I nod, and then i Begin.
"I...I've never felt so betrayed before, I remember the night, Victor had come in, his arm around this man's shoulder, he says to me "This is Albin" and they sat down on the couch and drank and talked for a bit, and then went in little Aleksy, my little baby boy, and Albin, he just...he...he..."
"Its okay, take your time, Mrs Broznya" The Judge says, I nod, another tear flowing out my eye.
"he just...took his clothes off, and they took turns Raping my little boy, and they put me in a headlock, my boy crying nonstop, and then they beat me until i was unconscious, i woke up, my baby boy's body...Limp, on the ground, and Albin and Victor were...gone."
A man in a suit ushers me back to my seat and comforts me on the way. Bingo, you're dying, Albin, whether you like it or not, Victor first, and then you, everything is going as smooth as can be.
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FIGAs
RandomThere are many Figures in life. But i'm gonna spell it FIGAs because THAT is epic. Cleeven Butter is an ordinary expat from England to Hungary, he's returning, and in the midst of waiting for his flight back home...😈
