Joe did love to paint his signature twin black stripes across his cheeks and was grateful Aarne was mindful of these. His war paint? More like stage paint to create his crazy, often energetic yet masculine persona. He loved to show off and being with his Fin was so good about now.
"Jealous bitches? You bet they are jealous. No one touches my bass or my legs. Nothing. Just you, babe."
He laughed softly and wondered what it would be like to live amongst the reindeer. As for Aarne's people? They sounded interesting and it would certainly be a cultural shift for sure since he came from South London. Lapland was a completely new land.
"I suppose you can't just hop into a taxi and go to the pictures where you live."
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on 2021-05-05 04:25 pm (UTC)"Jealous bitches? You bet they are jealous. No one touches my bass or my legs. Nothing. Just you, babe."
He laughed softly and wondered what it would be like to live amongst the reindeer. As for Aarne's people? They sounded interesting and it would certainly be a cultural shift for sure since he came from South London. Lapland was a completely new land.
"I suppose you can't just hop into a taxi and go to the pictures where you live."