Torvald heard the knocking and went to open the door one handed, as the other was clutching the towel hard against the gash on his forearm. Fuck, why did it hurt so much! Had he gashed it on one of Jake's weapons on the wall? He was so drunk he couldn't remember. The drummer glanced back at the sleeping form of Edvard as he pulled the door open.
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for Gloria and everyone who wants to help Torvald
on 2024-06-28 07:20 pm (UTC)Torvald heard the knocking and went to open the door one handed, as the other was clutching the towel hard against the gash on his forearm. Fuck, why did it hurt so much! Had he gashed it on one of Jake's weapons on the wall? He was so drunk he couldn't remember. The drummer glanced back at the sleeping form of Edvard as he pulled the door open.
"Hej, uh----are you here to help me?"