Lars began giggling into his drink when Rekker began telling the story of how Devon's name came to be. A tornado indeed! The whole kit crashing down off the stage rolling onto the crowd almost. What a shit show! Bjorn was laughing whilst nuzzling into Rekker's ginger hair because this story was fucking hilarious.

"This actually happened? Impressive. I once had this girl come up onto stage and try to pull my pants off while I was drumming. Bjorn kicked her off stage and then sprayed the whole crowd with a hose filled with booze. That was fucking hilarious."

The drummer smirked, drinking more of his drink, feeling himself becoming more drunk the more he drank. Ulrik just listened wide-eyed but loving hearing the stories from Hexed.

"I must admit I've never tried drumming standing up before."