So mercy, mercy, mercy me

[danskannabis]

Who: The Dutchman and the Dane
When: Midafternoon, July 15th
Where: Wilm's apartment
Why: If ever there was a time Kai regretted being known as the resident pot smoker, now was it.

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[oranje_windmill]

To say that the Dutchman was pissed would be an understatement.

He'd arrived at the retirement home only to find his boyfriend strapped to a wheel chair against his will and a staff that produce paper work saying he belonged there. He had started out with logical arguments, progressed to angry words, and was finally escorted out of the building when he'd threatened legal action. Wost yet, he hadn't been allowed to see Kiku again before he left, so he didn't know if his boyfriend knew why he wasn't being released yet.

So when he opened his door to find himself confronted with a parody of his errant best friend sitting in a wagon, the "What the hell is this" he uttered came out as more of a growl.

[danskannabis]

The day had finally come: Wilm was actually going to beat him with a broken lawn chair.

Or so it sounded by the tone of his voice, which quickly dissipated any sign, semblance, or hint of feeling the need to prove his point like talcum powder in water. Kai quickly lost his voice and his knee jerk response was to look at his shoes, as though the words were written on the carpet beneath them or the floor surrounding.

"... Søren blow up doll thing I mentioned," He meekly piped instead and glanced back up with a sheepish shrug. "And you seem like you're in a terrible enough mood. Punch it in the dick and vent your frustrations."

[oranje_windmill]

And yet again he had managed to scare Kai within a few seconds of opening his door. Taking a deep breath, he put a strong hold on his emotions before he spoke again.

"I am not putting my hands on the dick of anything that looks even remotely like Søren," he replied, his voice still edged but much calmer. Stepping back, he gestured for the other man to come in.

"Get it inside before the neighbors see it."

[danskannabis]

"Okaaaaaaaaay," Kai bobbed his head from left to right and stooped in an almost broken manner, side-swaying down until he could grab the wagon by it's handle and drag it inside the door. He dally too long before he left the blow doll abandoned (or, rather, as much as you can forget about the doll awkwardly grinning at you from the corner of your field of vision) and turned his attention to Willem, frowning deeply.

"Do you need a hug?"