Ziggy leaned into Mick and that kiss, especially when he felt the nerves. Slowly, he stroked Mick's soft, blonde hair. "It's not like it used to be, when it was just the four of us against the world."
Now it was 40 or so against everyone, a clan of like minded musicians. Ziggy imagined that the world was not even close to being ready for this crew.
Torden sighed and rubbed the ice wrapped cloth on Hjalmar's neck and shoulders. "What do you still need to do?"
Torden glanced over the Swede wondering what he would have to do but the Dane was a natural caretaker. He couldn't resist it.
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Date: 2022-05-04 11:49 pm (UTC)Now it was 40 or so against everyone, a clan of like minded musicians. Ziggy imagined that the world was not even close to being ready for this crew.
Torden sighed and rubbed the ice wrapped cloth on Hjalmar's neck and shoulders. "What do you still need to do?"
Torden glanced over the Swede wondering what he would have to do but the Dane was a natural caretaker. He couldn't resist it.