"A show? What kind of show do you mean, love? One of those dirty picture ones with naked girls?"
Mick just gaped a little at his father's behaviour. Fuck! He was so drunk his mouth was running off a such a rate. The guitarist nudged his father in the ribs softly for that remark.
"Fuck, you dirty old man! You're going back to mam and going to bed. No girls and no legs for you."
Ted just stuck his tongue out at Mick and laughed, leaning slightly against Syn, without meaning to since he was so drunk. Sigurd glancing to Ivar, knowing Ted needed to sober up and go to bed. That or he'd pass out in the car or something. How were they all going to fit in?
"Um---how will we all fit in? Some of you have longer legs."
Ulrik just frowning and trying to think about it all.
"Hey, sweetcakes! Do you have a phone number?"
Ted now shouting across the street to one of the "girls" who was making a lewd gesture with her hand and mouth gesturing towards Ted. Mick wanted to die. Oh fuck.
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Date: 2023-02-14 08:54 pm (UTC)Mick just gaped a little at his father's behaviour. Fuck! He was so drunk his mouth was running off a such a rate. The guitarist nudged his father in the ribs softly for that remark.
"Fuck, you dirty old man! You're going back to mam and going to bed. No girls and no legs for you."
Ted just stuck his tongue out at Mick and laughed, leaning slightly against Syn, without meaning to since he was so drunk. Sigurd glancing to Ivar, knowing Ted needed to sober up and go to bed. That or he'd pass out in the car or something. How were they all going to fit in?
"Um---how will we all fit in? Some of you have longer legs."
Ulrik just frowning and trying to think about it all.
"Hey, sweetcakes! Do you have a phone number?"
Ted now shouting across the street to one of the "girls" who was making a lewd gesture with her hand and mouth gesturing towards Ted. Mick wanted to die. Oh fuck.