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Harald was angry, confused, feeling guilt and didn't know what to do. Mikkel had run off almost in tears because of the big Viking's lack of social skills and conversation. That, and he had no idea what he'd done wrong but he'd upset his friend. He'd upset Soeren boy.
"Knulle!"
The guitarist swore in his own tongue while storming out of the apartments, now heading down towards the beach. He needed some air---something. When he'd finally made it out onto the beach it was now dark but lit by the nearby road lights. The big Viking found a secluded bit of beach, undressed and then jumped into the sea, swimming for a good half an hour before pulling himself back out. He had to clear his head, so night swimming felt good, having the sea water cleanse his skin.
He sat back down onto the soft sand and sighed. He hadn't meant to hurt anyone. Never Mikkel. Harald decided to sit and wait for the sun to rise because at least then he'd feel a bit better.
"Knulle!"
The guitarist swore in his own tongue while storming out of the apartments, now heading down towards the beach. He needed some air---something. When he'd finally made it out onto the beach it was now dark but lit by the nearby road lights. The big Viking found a secluded bit of beach, undressed and then jumped into the sea, swimming for a good half an hour before pulling himself back out. He had to clear his head, so night swimming felt good, having the sea water cleanse his skin.
He sat back down onto the soft sand and sighed. He hadn't meant to hurt anyone. Never Mikkel. Harald decided to sit and wait for the sun to rise because at least then he'd feel a bit better.
