"You're right there. The offer still stands though."

Ivar shrugged and wasn't really bothered who's booze they drunk because he always had bottles on hand if anyone felt thirsty for some home brew. Fredrik glanced to Ivar and then back to Mikkel, giggling because he knew the drummer liked Syn.

"I think Ivar likes Syn. Maybe he wants to kiss him."

Fredrik whispering this into Mikkel's ear whilst they walked.