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Viktor was looking forward to meeting back up with Aksel the Norwegian axe thrower and Vars' close friend. The Brit punk had first met the other man back during his trip to Norway with Vars. Just taking in the culture and seeing what the punk scene was like over the pond so to speak. Now, Viktor is on his way to the communal area to meet Aksel in the flesh once more.
Here's hoping they could axe throw once more and get drunk together. Of course, Vars should be invited first before anyone started chugging any booze. Viktor wouldn't have it any other way.
"Aksel? You around here, mate?"
The pyromaniac coming in wearing his thick leather jacket, boots, faded black jeans and a fire coloured fabric neckerchief around his neck. Some thick-set heavy metal chains attached to his jeans pockets and a detailed Zippo lighter hanging below his belt also adorned the singer. He leaned into the punk aesthetic heavily.
Here's hoping they could axe throw once more and get drunk together. Of course, Vars should be invited first before anyone started chugging any booze. Viktor wouldn't have it any other way.
"Aksel? You around here, mate?"
The pyromaniac coming in wearing his thick leather jacket, boots, faded black jeans and a fire coloured fabric neckerchief around his neck. Some thick-set heavy metal chains attached to his jeans pockets and a detailed Zippo lighter hanging below his belt also adorned the singer. He leaned into the punk aesthetic heavily.
