IN HEAVEN THERE IS NO BEER

[manlierthanyou]

WHO: TEH GERMANICS. (you know who you are)
WHEN: Friday Night
WHERE: A Bavarian Beerhall
WHAT: FAMILY REUNION TIEMZ?

Comments

lol the order of the tags...it hurts Berwald's fragile self confidence~ XD

[oxenstierna_b]

Tino game back, with a slightly indignant pout on his face, thought he hid it with a smile when he got closer. From previous rants on the subject, Berwald supposed it was because Tino still wasn't allowed to drink here. Althought he sometimes worried Tino might drink a bit too much...Berwald did feel for him. It had to be irksome to be treated like a child in another country...

Berwald found he really hadn't thought of that either. "What'd they have?" he asked uncertainly. Then, seeing Tino's longing look at a nearby pint, and the following little sigh...

"Maybe...m'be I should go 's well. Could buy ya som'thing too," Berwald mumbled, not bearing to look at Tino's unhappy face.

Ma boi didn't make it to the tags AT ALL. Finland is the new Canada?

[find_a_fin]

Oh, yesyesyesyesyes, please!
"Ah, no, you shouldn't strain yourself..."
It feels like I'm using him if I ask him to...
"...and you probably shouldn't drink either..."
But am I horrible if I let him buy me a drink?
"...and it's not like I NEED to drink here..."
Oh, wait, I'm not horrible if I PAY for the drink, even though he buys it!
"...even though it is a beerhall."
I'm still a bit horrible though.

It wasn't like Tino to manipulate someone's feelings for his own good, but when beer was involved it made him loosen his morale code this situation wasn't really like that, was it? He would've bought something for himself if this had happened just few months later. And please, how was it using someone if they offered to buy him a drink themself?

This is what Tino kept telling himself when he smiled a bit and shrugged, sighing and sitting down on the chair next to Berwald's wheelchair, knowing fully well that the other man would probably insist after this, and how could he say no twice

:'< why u not note m' wife? Also, REVENGE, Gilbert~

[oxenstierna_b]

Berwald looked over the crowded floor, his eyes narrowing in preparation for the journey ahead. He charted a straight line to the bar, and set out rolling, unhurriedly but decisively. As usual, people gave way. Berwald was so used to it he hardly realized it was because of his somewhat fearsome look. In this case, it worked for him.

Yes, people stepped aside...except a certain Gilbert Beilschmidt, who was too busy making his own way across the floor. And as Berwald was focused on his own goal, it appeared the two were once again set on a collision course.

ORRLY?

[oxenstierna_b]

Berwald wheeled narrowly past Gilbert, not noticing he clipped one crutch slightly. He got to the counter, got what he was there for, and made to return more slowly, craddling the drinks in his hands.

SEPARATE THREAD, Y/N?

[veni_vidi_duplo]

"Stop doing...?" Nikolej trailed off, quirking a dark brow at his brother. "The nicknames that bring up years of repressed bad childhood memories or fucking up your hair? Looked kind of shitty to begin with," he added in a conspiratorial tone, glancing at his brother's hair with a pitying expression. Poor guy, first he can't even dress himself, now he thinks his hair is good. Nikolej let out a sigh and shook his head.

"Anyway, oh unenlightened one, we are in a beerhall. We're here to drink, obviously. Don't try to make a big thing out of it."

SO GHEY

[veni_vidi_duplo]

"Taste the Munich flavour," Nikolej chimed, grinning stupidly at his brother as he overheard him ordering a beer. He lifted up his mug cheerfully and then chugged it, not quite catching whatever was being said. Which left him going huh? as he hastily wiped the foam from his face, thought better of it, and licked the back of his hand. Right. Did he remember... something about them drinking together? He inwardly shrugged. "Yeah, didn't you throw up in someone's flowerbeds?"