[action] cards are manly.
It took a few days for Gilbert to collect himself after the absolute shitshow his shoot at been, but in the end it had kinda worked out and fucked if he was going to worry about it now.
Now he was going to worry about something a little more... Worrying.
Gott he hated mushy stuff. He'd almost asked Elizaveta for help but he couldn't bring himself to do it because she did not need to get anymore ideas about himself and a certain blond nordic. So he went shopping on his own, picked the stupid thing and made his way to Sindre's apartment.
Placing the small envelope in front of the door, he rang the doorbell, stood for a second before getting the FUCK out of there.
No one would ever guess the card was from him.
Now he was going to worry about something a little more... Worrying.
Gott he hated mushy stuff. He'd almost asked Elizaveta for help but he couldn't bring himself to do it because she did not need to get anymore ideas about himself and a certain blond nordic. So he went shopping on his own, picked the stupid thing and made his way to Sindre's apartment.
Placing the small envelope in front of the door, he rang the doorbell, stood for a second before getting the FUCK out of there.
No one would ever guess the card was from him.
