Torden had gotten up about an hour earlier, spent some time with Ulfen while Hjalmar slept. The other Dane had then wandered off, probably to Johan and to see how the band try out had gone. Torden was glad that Ulfen had someone else. The energetic dancer had a lot of need for attention which Torden loved but he wasn't as high energy, at least not the same way as Ulfen.
He heard Hjalmar tossing in the other room which wasn't always unusual for someone who would probably wake with a hangover. Still he came in to check on the guitarist when he started hearing him talking in his sleep. Then the screaming.
Torden sat down on the bedside and gently shook Hjalmar. "Wake up, sweetheart."
He's hoping that he wakes up because this is obvious a nightmare.
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Date: 2023-11-05 06:45 pm (UTC)He heard Hjalmar tossing in the other room which wasn't always unusual for someone who would probably wake with a hangover. Still he came in to check on the guitarist when he started hearing him talking in his sleep. Then the screaming.
Torden sat down on the bedside and gently shook Hjalmar. "Wake up, sweetheart."
He's hoping that he wakes up because this is obvious a nightmare.