Sigurd was facing the bar ordering himself up a drink when he heard a hiss like a can of soda being opened then the cold jets of string hitting the back of his neck. Fuck! What the hell?--
"What the?--"
The Swede turned around and swore when he near swallowed some of the silly string now spewing out of Mikkel's spray can. Fucking brat! He went to grab the can and nearly fell into the Dane because he couldn't see well with string over his eyes. That brat! Was Fredrik behind this? Of course he was.
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Date: 2023-10-29 07:10 pm (UTC)"What the?--"
The Swede turned around and swore when he near swallowed some of the silly string now spewing out of Mikkel's spray can. Fucking brat! He went to grab the can and nearly fell into the Dane because he couldn't see well with string over his eyes. That brat! Was Fredrik behind this? Of course he was.
"Fucking brat!--"