"Listen to Rekker, fuck heads! Lars, go and stuff a hairy cock in that prissy mouth of yours, bitch."
Bjorn winked at Lars playfully and the drummer knew all too well that the singer was mildly teasing as they always did. Hunter was in deep conversation with the manicurist about fashion and Gilly was listening along too. Of course the tarts all happened to be here at the exact same time Bjorn wanted a spa day with Rekker. Typical!
"What's happening, babe? Have they got any appointments free?"
The singer sidled up next to Rekker at the desk, wondering what they could have done first.
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Bjorn winked at Lars playfully and the drummer knew all too well that the singer was mildly teasing as they always did. Hunter was in deep conversation with the manicurist about fashion and Gilly was listening along too. Of course the tarts all happened to be here at the exact same time Bjorn wanted a spa day with Rekker. Typical!
"What's happening, babe? Have they got any appointments free?"
The singer sidled up next to Rekker at the desk, wondering what they could have done first.