Viktor decided to hit the pub after practice. His mother was watching the children and had urged him to take a couple hours for himself. He was a bit at a loss for what to do, but he knew he should be sociable, so he'd come in for a drink.
He smiled and greeted a few people quietly, brushing off a not subtle proposition from one woman, and went up to the bar to order something. He'd given his order to a bartender when he looked around and spotted a familiar face. "Aidan! Ah, it has been a little vhile. How are you?"