Bjorn giggled and took the drink while being pulled into Aarne's hotel room. They were to have a make-up fight so each had to get ready to show off. What would even happen? The Swede didn't really know because he was too trashed and high to think properly right now.
"How big is your bag, honey?"
The singer waving his make-up bag with his free hand.
Aarne motioned to the top of the dresser which was two and three deep with makeup since he and Joe just piled everything they both owned together.
"Are you ready to lose?" Aarne asked with a huge grin before going to get the half full bottle of whiskey from next to the bed. This was a real competition but a friendly one.
"Fuck, you do have a shit ton of make-up, honey. Is that both you and Joe's? That guy uses nearly as much hairspray as me."
Bjorn wondered if he should have brought a drink because Aarne was drinking. Usually, he'd be swigging from a bottle of something but these days he rarely had a bottle on him because of Rekker. Being around the ginger was too high risk to be waving bottles of booze around him and it wouldn't be fair. Rekker wasn't really supposed to drink so Bjorn mainly just stuck around bars to drink or with his band mates.
"Most of it is mine." Aarne had an obsession with make up, far more than Joe for sure. "He does but I bought him some better spray so he can use less."
Aarne was busy sorting things. He did notice Bjorn looking at his bottle. "There are more on the floor."
Aarne motioned toward the otherside of the bed where a couple full bottles were sitting.
"You can try, bitch." Aarne tossed back playfully while wondering what to do with his face.
"It's yours? That's a shit ton of make-up, babe. Do you do Joe's make-up too? It's cute if you do. Rekker doesn't wear make-up so I can't put some all over his face unless---he's asleep and I play dress up on him."
Bjorn giggled because he knew Rekker would get so pissed if he plastered make-up all over him if he slept or something. Grabbing some hairspray, Bjorn began spraying some all over his bleached blond hair.
"Fuck yeah! How does my hair look?"
The Swede now amping his hair up creating crazy volume.
"Sometimes. Usually Joe does his own." Aarne started to giggle. "We used to do that to Vars sometimes."
Aarne watched the Swede and shrugged. "Have you ever tried the flat iron method?" Aarne had tried all kinds of ways to get bigger hair, though he knew his semi-curly hair helped with that some. He was talking while working on his lipstick in the mirror.
"Do you annoy that Brit leaving pink prints all over him?" Aarne giggled because he could tell by how Rekker reacted to glitter that make up was probably annoying to him too.
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metallhuvud) wrote2022-10-13 07:58 pm
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"How big is your bag, honey?"
The singer waving his make-up bag with his free hand.
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"Are you ready to lose?" Aarne asked with a huge grin before going to get the half full bottle of whiskey from next to the bed. This was a real competition but a friendly one.
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Bjorn wondered if he should have brought a drink because Aarne was drinking. Usually, he'd be swigging from a bottle of something but these days he rarely had a bottle on him because of Rekker. Being around the ginger was too high risk to be waving bottles of booze around him and it wouldn't be fair. Rekker wasn't really supposed to drink so Bjorn mainly just stuck around bars to drink or with his band mates.
"You wish, babe. Let's do this!"
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Aarne was busy sorting things. He did notice Bjorn looking at his bottle. "There are more on the floor."
Aarne motioned toward the otherside of the bed where a couple full bottles were sitting.
"You can try, bitch." Aarne tossed back playfully while wondering what to do with his face.
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Bjorn giggled because he knew Rekker would get so pissed if he plastered make-up all over him if he slept or something. Grabbing some hairspray, Bjorn began spraying some all over his bleached blond hair.
"Fuck yeah! How does my hair look?"
The Swede now amping his hair up creating crazy volume.
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Aarne watched the Swede and shrugged. "Have you ever tried the flat iron method?" Aarne had tried all kinds of ways to get bigger hair, though he knew his semi-curly hair helped with that some. He was talking while working on his lipstick in the mirror.
"Do you annoy that Brit leaving pink prints all over him?" Aarne giggled because he could tell by how Rekker reacted to glitter that make up was probably annoying to him too.