"You know what it fucking means." The ginger can't stop laughing. "You definitely are trash."
Rekker has to fight the giggles to get a drink from the bottle. His mental health may or may not suffer from this, but his stomach definitely was going to and likely find the Swede holding his hair for him at some point before morning.
"I don't." He grinned, snatching Bjorn's hand for that nose tap and yanking him toward the lounge chair. It's sturdy wood so at least if Bjorn falls on it, then it won't break. "Unless some trashy whore spends hundreds of dollars on hair spray and leaves me a case of whiskey."
This was why Rekker shouldn't drink, once he started he didn't stop and had no control. For the moment, he's playful and not much worse for wear.
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Date: 2021-10-10 11:05 am (UTC)Rekker has to fight the giggles to get a drink from the bottle. His mental health may or may not suffer from this, but his stomach definitely was going to and likely find the Swede holding his hair for him at some point before morning.
"I don't." He grinned, snatching Bjorn's hand for that nose tap and yanking him toward the lounge chair. It's sturdy wood so at least if Bjorn falls on it, then it won't break. "Unless some trashy whore spends hundreds of dollars on hair spray and leaves me a case of whiskey."
This was why Rekker shouldn't drink, once he started he didn't stop and had no control. For the moment, he's playful and not much worse for wear.