Bjorn was about to yell out more lewd language when he closed his mouth and frowned when Mikkel reached forwards to ruffle up Rekker's hair. Even if the action was playful and platonic it caused the trashy singer to scowl as a throb of jealousy tore through him. More possessiveness than anything.
"Keep those fucking bratty hands away from my ginger bastard, bitch! You've got your dirty daddy back there to feel up. No one's watching anyone dance, bitches!"
Slumping back into his seat, Bjorn suddenly became pissed off like the spoiled bitchy brat he was. Sigurd just shaking his head at the singer's behaviour, knowing Bjorn could act like this when high or indeed when sober too.
"I thought you two need to sober up rather than chugging more booze down your necks."
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on 2022-05-02 08:52 pm (UTC)"Keep those fucking bratty hands away from my ginger bastard, bitch! You've got your dirty daddy back there to feel up. No one's watching anyone dance, bitches!"
Slumping back into his seat, Bjorn suddenly became pissed off like the spoiled bitchy brat he was. Sigurd just shaking his head at the singer's behaviour, knowing Bjorn could act like this when high or indeed when sober too.
"I thought you two need to sober up rather than chugging more booze down your necks."
The dad coming out in Sigurd.