Rex was looking up groggily not even knowing what was going on because he was so drunk and now feeling a hazy fog come over him. There was no pain with his bump because the booze was stopping him from feeling it. In the morning though that would be a different story. What was the time even?
"Hang on, mate. Let me get you something too just in case."
Mick pushing nausea away as he walked back into the bathroom coming back with a large plastic bucket, placing it in front of Ansgar just in case he needed to throw up. Mick offering a hand to Ansgar's shoulder trying to help stave off the Dane's anxiety. The guitarist was doing his best under the circumstances.
"You two are bloody drunk as skunks but then so was I a few hours ago. My head feels like Aarne's smashed his drumsticks over it for five hours. It'll be ok though, Ansgar. No need to panic, mate. I'll phone Gloria to come over here and take care of Princess Rex here."
Rex just groaning but managing a meek smile while reaching out to hold Ansgar's hand, squeezing it.
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5/5/22 15:20 (UTC)"Hang on, mate. Let me get you something too just in case."
Mick pushing nausea away as he walked back into the bathroom coming back with a large plastic bucket, placing it in front of Ansgar just in case he needed to throw up. Mick offering a hand to Ansgar's shoulder trying to help stave off the Dane's anxiety. The guitarist was doing his best under the circumstances.
"You two are bloody drunk as skunks but then so was I a few hours ago. My head feels like Aarne's smashed his drumsticks over it for five hours. It'll be ok though, Ansgar. No need to panic, mate. I'll phone Gloria to come over here and take care of Princess Rex here."
Rex just groaning but managing a meek smile while reaching out to hold Ansgar's hand, squeezing it.