~Russia~
"Fuck." Samuel hissed before laughing. "Motherfuckers got me in the good place."
"Stop laughing." Vincent scolded. " you look like a fucking maniac."
"I am one." Samuel winked before turning his head to his right side. "Am I not, Adrian?"
"Americans are weird." He murdered under his breath as he held Samuel down. The American did not exactly need holding down, it looked like he was thriving from the pain he received in his arm.
For a moment, he let go and just as he had thought, Samuel did not move an inch. He was enjoying the pain.
Today, he had been the one to catch a bullet in his arm. The idiot did not even tell anyone about it, rather kept running and smiling before taking off his shirt and showing everyone what had been done. Thankfully, it had only broken into two and Vincent was able to get it out. Lord only knew what would have happened if there were more. No one could be around Samuel when he was high on pain.