Rex just as trashed as the Dane laughing hard at when Ansgar fell over. Mick just giggling at the two while Weird sat calmly in the chair drinking his whiskey. What a fucking trashfire this was going to be. Mick eyeing up the bottle carefully not being able to read what it says. Was it Mule? Rex getting the glasses and giving everyone their own.
"Oh bloody hell is that Mule? Fuck. That stuff trashes me, mate. Not sure about you and Weird here though."
Mick just glancing between the two brothers. One completely smashed the other nearly totally sober.
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19/3/22 20:58 (UTC)Rex just as trashed as the Dane laughing hard at when Ansgar fell over. Mick just giggling at the two while Weird sat calmly in the chair drinking his whiskey. What a fucking trashfire this was going to be. Mick eyeing up the bottle carefully not being able to read what it says. Was it Mule? Rex getting the glasses and giving everyone their own.
"Oh bloody hell is that Mule? Fuck. That stuff trashes me, mate. Not sure about you and Weird here though."
Mick just glancing between the two brothers. One completely smashed the other nearly totally sober.