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WHO: Berwald and Tino
WHEN: Sunday, November 9th
WHERE: At home as usual
WHAT: Tino looks tense, Berwald offers him a massage.
Tino was trying to enroll into the police academy. Berwald had slightly mixed feelings about that. On one hand, it seemed an occupation Tino would probably enjoy, and a very important job besides. On the other, if he actually became a policeman...well, the job did carry certain dangers that worried Berwald.
Still, he was going to support Tino in the process. Couldn't really do anything else, especially after seeing how excited he'd been before and after he'd went to apply at the academy. Apparently someone working there had made the mistake of underestimating Tino, and been shown the error of his ways. Berwald smiled inwardly at the thought, glancing at Tino who was sitting at the other end of the sofa puzzling over some application paperwork. Berwald himself was reading a book instead of opening the tv in deference to it.
However, he frowned when he realized just how stressed Tino seemed to be over the paperwork, muttering (or possibly cursing, it was in Finnish) under his breath while perusing sheaf in front of him.
WHEN: Sunday, November 9th
WHERE: At home as usual
WHAT: Tino looks tense, Berwald offers him a massage.
Tino was trying to enroll into the police academy. Berwald had slightly mixed feelings about that. On one hand, it seemed an occupation Tino would probably enjoy, and a very important job besides. On the other, if he actually became a policeman...well, the job did carry certain dangers that worried Berwald.
Still, he was going to support Tino in the process. Couldn't really do anything else, especially after seeing how excited he'd been before and after he'd went to apply at the academy. Apparently someone working there had made the mistake of underestimating Tino, and been shown the error of his ways. Berwald smiled inwardly at the thought, glancing at Tino who was sitting at the other end of the sofa puzzling over some application paperwork. Berwald himself was reading a book instead of opening the tv in deference to it.
However, he frowned when he realized just how stressed Tino seemed to be over the paperwork, muttering (or possibly cursing, it was in Finnish) under his breath while perusing sheaf in front of him.