Hjalmar did just that as he walked slowly with the Dane, careful not to trip or fall because that would be total bullshit. How much had he even drank? Fuck knew. The Swede clutched onto Ansgar's arm a little tighter than usual because of his trashed state.
"Ungh---I feel so fucking awful. Why do I feel like someone has hit me in the back of the head with a jack hammer? This doesn't usually happen."
Ivar's gutrot was extra strong due to a new batch he'd developed in the last few days. It had caught out Hjalmar who was used to heavy drinking usually.
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Date: 2022-09-03 03:43 pm (UTC)Hjalmar did just that as he walked slowly with the Dane, careful not to trip or fall because that would be total bullshit. How much had he even drank? Fuck knew. The Swede clutched onto Ansgar's arm a little tighter than usual because of his trashed state.
"Ungh---I feel so fucking awful. Why do I feel like someone has hit me in the back of the head with a jack hammer? This doesn't usually happen."
Ivar's gutrot was extra strong due to a new batch he'd developed in the last few days. It had caught out Hjalmar who was used to heavy drinking usually.