Ansgar was drunk out of his mind when Torden shooed him out of the bar to go back to the tour bus to sleep it off. He wasn't as drunk as usual since the Dane was grouchy tonight over something, worry probably. Sometimes Ansgar felt bad about worrying Torden so much but he couldn't control it. He had given up trying years ago.
For once, LA was cool in the evening after a couple days of rain so going outside felt nicer than usual. Ansgar was coming around the side of the building and saw someone prone not far from the bus. Silly drunks falling everywhere, though usually the Dane was one of them.
As he got closer he heard the sound of retching and worried because he had almost died that way one evening. Too drunk and stuck on his back. He hurried over and noticed it was Hjalmar, of course it was.
"Come on." He was kneeling down and tryign to make sure the Swede was in a position where nothing would go amiss even if Ansgar was struggling with his own drunk limbs.
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Date: 2022-08-21 08:02 pm (UTC)For once, LA was cool in the evening after a couple days of rain so going outside felt nicer than usual. Ansgar was coming around the side of the building and saw someone prone not far from the bus. Silly drunks falling everywhere, though usually the Dane was one of them.
As he got closer he heard the sound of retching and worried because he had almost died that way one evening. Too drunk and stuck on his back. He hurried over and noticed it was Hjalmar, of course it was.
"Come on." He was kneeling down and tryign to make sure the Swede was in a position where nothing would go amiss even if Ansgar was struggling with his own drunk limbs.