Bjorn knew he'd have to stop the ginger demon from smashing up the entire bar so jumped down from the bar top hearing the loud crunch of broken glass underneath his heeled boots. Fuck, all that glass! He ran towards Rekker and flung his arms around the man, using what strength he had to try and stall the angry bull.
"Bjorn?"
Ulrik was nursing his aching jaw and Lars was pushing hair from his face after being in the fight. He'd sustained several broken nails and was positively fuming. How dare they! Bjorn kissed Rekker on the cheek and then attempted to try and halt his wrecking spree. Shit, what the fuck had happened?
"Stop, you sexy ginger bastard! They've fucked off, it's ok!"
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on 2021-10-27 08:25 pm (UTC)"Bjorn?"
Ulrik was nursing his aching jaw and Lars was pushing hair from his face after being in the fight. He'd sustained several broken nails and was positively fuming. How dare they! Bjorn kissed Rekker on the cheek and then attempted to try and halt his wrecking spree. Shit, what the fuck had happened?
"Stop, you sexy ginger bastard! They've fucked off, it's ok!"