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But maybe you are wrong -- Maybe I could come along

Jun 04, 2011 12:12

Who: The Dutchman and the Dane
When: Sunday, June 5th, late afternoon hours
Where: Big damn derp house of Gilbo and company
What: Baking and shenanigans are obviously the best cure to the "my brother is in Denmark and it's his birthday" blues, as well as the "My best friend is a dick and didn't tell me goodbye" blues.

( It should be winter now, but my mind's still in June. )

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oranje_windmill June 7 2011, 05:04:01 UTC

Willem wasn't sure he could quite explain what was going on in his head concerning a certain Dane, for it was all too mixed up.

The events of March had been forgiven, because Willem could see how somethings might have looked. But they hadn't been forgotten, because the four years before that should have at least won him the right to explain. Then had come the other man's decision to stay in Denmark, which Willem couldn't fault him for because family came first. What he couldn't get past was that Søren hadn't felt the need to let him know in person, or to send him so much as an e-mail since then.

Even a month later, he still wasn't sure how he felt about it. But he did know that he didn't want to spend the other man's birthday staring at his walls. So instead he dropped in on the other person who probably hated spending this day alone.

Now standing on the other man's doorstep, he shifted the alcohol he'd brought and knocked on the door.

danskannabis June 7 2011, 13:28:10 UTC

With a shout to whomever was beyond the threshold, it took him a couple of seconds to amble from the kitchen to the front door, peeling it open with a tired expression. Instantly he brightened, however, moving in for his now customary greeting of leeching onto Willem until he was blue in the face from the tiny Dane's bear-like vice.

"You realize you're some kind of special, right?" Kai alerted him with a teasing lilt. "I told everyone else to fuck off today and leave me the hell alone."

oranje_windmill June 8 2011, 02:36:18 UTC

"Even Valdi?" Willem asked, shifting the bag in his arms to ruffle the hair of the man currently attached to him. "I must be special then."

He followed the other man inside, closing the door with his foot as he studied the inside of Kai's new home.

"I brought alcohol. Didn't seem right to go through today without it."

danskannabis June 8 2011, 13:39:48 UTC

"Even Valdi," Kai assured him. "I asked if we could hang out yesterday instead, though we'll probably talk on the phone or text sometime tonight. He's got some camp thing he's leaving for tomorrow for a week."

One week without Valdi. Goddamn, that sounded like an eternity at this point.

"Ahh, we can probably make ourselves cozy in the kitchen a bit or my room. Depending on when you want to start drinking," He trotted a bit further into the living space to give Wilm some room. "I can give you the grand tour, though? I don't think anyone is home. Maybe Manny, but he might be paintin' bein' he's been so quiet."

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