Rekker wrapped his arm around Bjorn's waist, hand squeezing and then holding on to his thigh while he sat in his lap.
Dee, giggling, piped up. "Where was it that we had that crazy bitch come up on stage and rip Rekker's shirt off. That crowd was fucked."
"Germany, some festival?" Missy couldn't remember. "Wasn't that the same show Rekker got hit in the face with that huge bra?"
The guitarist flushed pink across his nose and shook his head. "It was. The same show Dee headbutted that guy for running up on you and grabbing your ass on stage. Remember the tooth we found at the end of the show?"
All of Hexed was giggling now. They had a run of wild shows. More than 20 years of memories from the road which had endless stories to it.
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Dee, giggling, piped up. "Where was it that we had that crazy bitch come up on stage and rip Rekker's shirt off. That crowd was fucked."
"Germany, some festival?" Missy couldn't remember. "Wasn't that the same show Rekker got hit in the face with that huge bra?"
The guitarist flushed pink across his nose and shook his head. "It was. The same show Dee headbutted that guy for running up on you and grabbing your ass on stage. Remember the tooth we found at the end of the show?"
All of Hexed was giggling now. They had a run of wild shows. More than 20 years of memories from the road which had endless stories to it.