Maxim: You should know by now that I don’t say anything I don’t mean
Victoria:
THIRTEEN
THE FUTURE MR. VASOV
Victoria: Did you know that you can still buy Zyklon-B?
Victoria: It has another name but fucking hell. I hate this world
Victoria: I’d burn it down and build it up if I didn’t think MEN would shit on it again
Victoria: Are you being quiet because you’re a man too?
Maxim: I think you’d spare a few of us
Victoria: You’d have to earn my favor
Maxim: Whose hand do you want chopping off this time lol?
Victoria: Do you never worry an alphabet agency might clone your cell?
Maxim: We have a hacker who scrambles our phones
Victoria: Interesting
Victoria: Wait, is that why you gave me this phone for my birthday last year?
Maxim: Of course lol. Don’t worry, your Uncle Conor approved of the tech.
*Victoria sends picture*
Victoria: Outfit of the day
*The next day*
Victoria: Can you recommend a bakery in Brooklyn Beach?
Maxim: You’re coming to Russian territory?
Victoria: Yes. For the day
Maxim: Alone? Or with O’Donnelly?
Victoria: Alone. Unless Shay changes his mind and decides to come. He’s gotten it into his head he’s going to be a DA and he’s been reading these boring prelaw textbooks
Maxim: I’ll arrange for more guards
*Victoria sends picture*
Victoria: OotD
Maxim: How long will you be on Russian territory?
Victoria: As long as it takes to eat a sandwich and drink a latte? Jesus, Maxim, idk
Maxim: Leave it with me