Room 401, Monday Morning
Victor wasn't sure what to make of the weekend, and he kept turning it over in his head as he moved back into the dorms. The future life he'd seen for himself -- a wife, kids, status as an Avenger -- seemed almost too perfect. He kept wondering what the catch was. It even seemed possible that the island had been messing with him by showing him exactly what he wanted.
The thing was, as much as he wanted to be a good guy, as sure as he seemed that he could be one, he always had that deep-down fear that Victorious was in his future no matter what. It was hard to be dismissive about it when Gert had been fighting him in some other world.
And then there was the fact that apparently he married Molly. On the one hand, Molly was awesome; on the other, she wasn't even 14 yet and thought her one true love was Zayn from One Direction the last time Victor talked to her. The whole thing was uncomfortable and made him feel like his older self was a little bit of a pervert.
He flopped back on the bed and sighed, wondering how much teasing he'd be in for if he told the team back home about the whole thing.
[OOC: Cracked post, open door.]
The thing was, as much as he wanted to be a good guy, as sure as he seemed that he could be one, he always had that deep-down fear that Victorious was in his future no matter what. It was hard to be dismissive about it when Gert had been fighting him in some other world.
And then there was the fact that apparently he married Molly. On the one hand, Molly was awesome; on the other, she wasn't even 14 yet and thought her one true love was Zayn from One Direction the last time Victor talked to her. The whole thing was uncomfortable and made him feel like his older self was a little bit of a pervert.
He flopped back on the bed and sighed, wondering how much teasing he'd be in for if he told the team back home about the whole thing.
[OOC: Cracked post, open door.]