#(yes - give both the twins a drabble in crisis)

[soysaucevictim]

“aching, shaking, breaking (like humans do)”

Summary: Remus thinks Hypnos has abandoned him for good (metaphorically speaking), Patton is there to help. (Sanders Sides, Gym Rat AU. One-shot. Ao3 link.)

Genres: Slice of Life, Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic

Characters: Patton and Remus centric. Logan, Virgil, and Roman mentioned.

Relationships: Intruality (platonic), Logicality (platonic), Background Intrulogical (platonic/ambiguous), Background Dukexiety (romantic/QPP), Background Moxiety (paternal/platonic)

Warnings: Remus angst, extreme insomnia, (unintentional) self-injury, medications, mental health issues, grim imagery, Remus Has Intrusive Thoughts, Remus Is A Mess, Patton Is A Good Friend, Interfaith Friendships, Implied (Extended) Family Problems

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Patton was pedaling on one of the exercise bikes, which was one of his favorite activities to do at the gym. Relatively low impact and he usually took a “something is better than nothing” approach to his routines nowadays. Just appreciating the people watching and socializing with his workout famILY.

That was odd.

Remus hadn’t been to the gym for the whole week. Even when the kiddo overdid it – usually he’s not out of commission this long for it. Unless-

Something hit him in the gut when he realized that. He stopped on his bike and immediately buzzed his number.

Ring.

Ring.

Nothing.

He could shoot him a text, but it was just not settling right with him. Logan had been doing one of his HIIT circuits on the bike next to him. He took a deep breath, gently tapping Logan’s shoulder. Despite Logan’s concentration, he desisted immediately, turning off his music to respond, “What is it?”

“Have you seen a certain Pottymouth at your work recently?”

Logan paused, with a look of concerned realization, “Come to think of it, no. No, I haven’t. Well, he was getting particularly erratic and called in sick… 3 days ago.”

“I think I should go check in on him. My Other Son’s been swamped with work lately, sooo…”

If Logan was perfectly honest, it was often confusing when Patton referred to half their crew as his son, “Other son? Did you mean Virgil?”

Patton nodded.

“Probably prudent. Unfortunately, no one can stand in for me at the firm tonight. And. You’re better at the… emotions stuff.”

“I appreciate the vote of confidence! Hopefully I’m just worried for nothing.”

Patton rose up from his bike and was about to leave with his things. Logan smiled faintly, “Hey, if you would, could you tell me how he’s doing when you find out?”

Patton smiled back, a little forced if he was honest, “I’ll make sure to have him tell you that himself!”

-

It wasn’t a very far trip across the city to get to Remus’s apartment complex from the gym.

Once Patton parked his car and took another deep breath, he stepped out toward it.

After getting buzzed in and jogging up a couple flights of stairs, thanking his stars for basic training, he was at the door in a jiffy.

Patton wasn’t in the business, but he was reminded of the time Remus was raising heck to get Unit 404 from this building. He remembered seeing Logan trying desperately not to laugh when he heard about it.

He knew to knock to the phrase “Shave and a Haircut”, to alert Remus. He drummed out a few calls, waiting for Remus to make a sound on the other side, hoping he would.

It was a thing in their group, ever since they all watched “Roger Rabbit” together for a movie night, years ago.

Once. Twice. Thrice…

Patton heard the sound of chaotic crashing noises and an off-script, but still in the right cadence, “Fuck OFF!”

“Remus!? Kiddo, it’s me. I wanted to check on you!”

He heard some stumbling noises and a hoarse, “P-padre?”

“Can I come in?”

There was a dramatically loud sigh before the door was unlatched, unlocked, and open.

“Thanks- oh.”

Patton wasn’t exactly sure what he was expecting, but Remus looked even more harried than he usually was. The darkness around his eyes even more pronounced, his face was so drained. His makeup smudged, tear-streaked, and hanging on for dear life. His gaze wild and jumpy. Remus didn’t do much more than stand in the living room, staring at Patton once he entered.

Patton saw that Remus had knocked over one of his glass cabinets. He noticed Remus looked pretty scratched up and was bleeding in places, mostly his hands and knuckles.

Patton furrowed his brow, asking mostly to avoid presumptions, “How are you feeling?”

Remus sounded breathless too, “What does it fucking… look like!?”

Patton paused and looked around some more, there was a lot of trash strewn about the floor. Granted there usually was, Remus would just call it “organized chaos”. But Patton did note that there was an alarming number of energy drink cans piled around a hopelessly full trash bin. Monsters, NOS, Red Bulls, 5 Hours, yerba mate, the works.

Patton slumped a little bit in worry, “Not exactly peachy keen, I take it?”

Patton had a hunch that Remus was screaming not that long ago, based on just how raw his voice sounded, “No SHIT!”

“Um, would you like to sit down for a bit? It might help to talk it out.”

“Can’t.”

“Too restless, huh?”

“Yeah.”

At that point Remus was mindlessly digging his fingernails into his arm. Patton winced a little and decided to ask, “Can I take care of those injuries, at least? I just want to make sure they don’t get-”

Remus glanced at but barely registered the wounds, “Infected?”

“Yeah.”

“F-first aid kit’s in the bathroom. Not like it matters. It would be just my luck to have a brown recluse bite or resistant staph or necrotizing fasciitis. You know where shit rots and liquefies and you get all septic?! Imagine the SMELL.”

Patton slowly worked his way to the bathroom to get the kit, not taking his eyes away from Remus, “Well, if it looks like it’ll be that way, I WILL be taking your butt to the ER.”

Remus didn’t seem to register that, droning on, “Oh. What if I lose a finger? Or several! Or my entire hands! Everybody says I might die of a heart attack before I hit 30? My ticker feels like it’s going to EXPLODE, Teddy Roosevelt. Imagine a live grenade strapped to it – BOOM. Sounds like fun.”

Patton flinched, thinking that was to get a rise out of him, “Kiddo, I think that’s the opposite of fun.”

Remus weakly laughed, pointing at his chest thoughtlessly, “Better than worrying about cancer or some shit!”

Eventually Patton had to break line of sight to grab the kit, but he kept talking, “When… when did you last get some sleep?”

There was a pause that made Patton’s own heart ache a little bit. Remus muttered after some hemming and hawing, “Uh… 3? 4?  4 days ago? I think. I don’t even fucking know.”

Patton took a moment to look over the medicine cabinet while he was there. Just to see if Remus had anything that could help him get much needed snooze time. There was a bottle of trazodone, mostly full, Benedryl, also mostly full… no suspiciously empty bottles of anything around. So that was a hopeful sign.

“Would you mind if I asked you to take something to help you sleep? After I patch you up?”

“You remember that story where a whole batch of Tylenol was tampered with and killed like seven whole people?”

“… I’ll ask again a little later, then.”

Patton returned to the living room, kit in hand, both relieved and disconcerted about Remus just standing in the same spot he was in. His hands were clenching and unclenching, like he was fighting to stay awake even longer. “Okay, it would be easier on both of us if you sat down while I dress those wounds.”

Remus didn’t move, so Patton tried to gently nudge this poor kid toward the sofa anyways. Thankfully, he didn’t resist at all. Patton noticed just how wobbly a gait he had in that short distance. Once seated, Patton also saw that both his knees were scuffed. Patton winced, imagining that he took at least a few falls very recently.

Without prompting, Remus whined, “Everything hurts, Padre.”

“Well, going without sleep as long as you have can give you a bad case of the body aches. Seen some of my old combat buddies deal with that on our worst deployments…”

Patton started to wipe down Remus’s knuckles first with some cotton balls and alcohol. He just wanted to get a better sense of how deep these cuts were. He was relieved that they were surprisingly shallow, “I think these will only need some simple bandages and antibiotic cream… but I’m definitely going to check on you later, to see how your hands are doing.”

Remus nodded, and started to blather a bit again, “I feel like Hypnos himself has forsaken me. A curse! A bane! Pat? Is his brother going to come for me? Am I going to ride down Styx and meet the big H himself?”

“… you’re not going to die, if I can help it. I swear to God Himself.”

“Gross.”

Patton sometimes forgot that their positions of faith were so far removed. But that didn’t dissuade him from caring a lot. He hated seeing his friend suffering so much. He took another breath, and addressed the gouges and cuts in Remus’s arms. They were rough, probably unintentionally from his own hands. He approached those similarly. “You feeling any sleepier, yet?”

“Mmm… no.”

Remus looked like he was about to pass out, Patton was reasonably sure just the fact he was seated and getting some TLC helped push him closer to shutting his eyes. “Well. I’m going to hang around for a few, just to make sure you’re alright, okay? Mind if I turn on the TV?”

Remus started to slur his speech considerably, “Knock yourself out, Holy Ghost.”

Patton thinly smiled about the blasphemous sentiment, but he shook that off, it didn’t matter really. He was just glad to see Remus doze off like he desperately needed it.

Patton decided to tune into Nickelodeon and watch some cartoon reruns, eventually hearing some loud snoring coming from Remus. Patton sighed and smiled at the sight.

-

“Oh GEEZ, Patton. Were you – were you here all night?”

Patton blinked awake from the shouting and looked outside to see it was bright out, “I-I guess I was?”

Virgil was there to see his boyfriend sleeping like the dead and Patton next to him.

“Logan told me to check on Remus and I just got back here. And-”

“Remus is going to be okay, I think. Do you have any idea what may’ve started this episode?”

Virgil sat down on the recliner nearby and looked tired but contemplative.

“His “family” tried contacting him. All I know was it devolving into a messy fight and it rattled him. He… stubbornly didn’t want to talk about it.”

Patton understood what he meant at this point.

The only blood relative Remus had anything nice to say about was Roman. Someone who should probably know what happened, if he wasn’t already aware.

All to address later, once Remus recovered a little more.

Patton ran his fingers through Remus’s greasy hair. Not the most pleasant, but he hoped it helped to soothe him as he continued to slumber.

Virgil smiled at both of them, his own concern never quite gone, “Thanks for this, Pop Star.”

[neshabeingchildish]

WEEK FOUR: GENERAL PROMPTS ♡ 1/27 | Fluff #2

So, in true Nesha fashion, I’m gonna go a little bit in a direction that I’m unsure of whether or not it’s what is being sought out, but my interpretation of the prompts. Idk if I’ll keep up with it this week. We’ll see what type of feedback I get about today’s… Which… Anybody paying any attention to me will know that Fluff is not my ministry, but I’ll give it a try. Here is my premise: I am going to take the AU universes that I put out last week and give y’all a drabble for each with this week’s concepts. At least, that’s my goal. So, here goes.

Fantasy  ♡ Full Moon Over Swellview

Jasper handed out Valentines’ cards to everyone in the school that he knew. A lot of people were EXTREMELY happy to get them, to Charlotte’s surprise. They were 16 years old. Who the heck cared about Valentines’ Day Capitalism? Apparently everyone but her. Henry had even made himself a little business on the side, accepting flower gram orders for $3, since the high school didn’t do them anymore after a budget crisis that Captain Man caused.  Charlotte found it appalling that Henry would profit off of a service that he was at leas partially responsible for the school having to give up, but… who was she gonna tell but he and Jasper? Nobody knew that Henry was Kid Danger, and she valued that secret. She’d SOONER tell them that he was a vampire. She wouldn’t tell either.

Whenever she got to her locker, she found a red sack attached to it and sighed, opening it up and looking inside. It was some type of scroll. Trusting no one, she glanced around and when she was convinced that the coast was clear, scanned it to be certain it wasn’t a set up of dark forces. It was just from Jasper. She laughed and opened it. An invitation to a Valentine’s Day dinner. She tossed the scroll and the sack into her locker and yelped when she turned around and Henry was there with a bouquet. “Hey! I got you some flowers!” He said. She put her hand over her heart. “There are A LOT of people who like you. Never would’ve guessed.” She took them and stuffed them in her locker, not even bothering to glance at the cards that went with them. “Wow. So playa,” Henry said, impressed.

“I HATE these aspects of Valetines’ Day!” she complained. “You know… it wasn’t even initially candy and card sales. It was a love lottery for fertility. We should be banging, if we really want to celebrate.”

“I have no problems with that,” he said. She threw him a look. “It’s all in good fun. NOTHING that we celebrate has it’s original meanings. Well… I mean, the rest of us. You’re probably gonna Pagan the heck out of today, huh?”

“No, not really, but I did make something for Jasper, because of the whole  Lupercalia lore.” She could tell from Henry’s face that he had no idea what she was talking about, so she gave him the quick notes, “Old Pagan custom is kinda a part of werewolf history.”

“Oh.”

“So, I made him these little Romulus and Remus, feeding on the She Wolf.” Henry’s eyes were wide in confusion. “He will maybe know what it represents and probably like it!” She snapped and slammed her locker. “This holiday is stupid, anyway! Who spends all the time and money that people spend on these things for high school relationships? None of the couples that you unethically charged for flower grams are gonna last.”

“You are the Scrooge of Valentine’s Day,” Henry commented.

“I am the Scrooge of any observation that the Christians stole and remarketed when they were traveling the world killing people for being unbelievers. No offense to the ones that just go to church and go home until they die, but let’s be very factual about how much history and culture that religion has taken and ruined! And in the name of such a progressive miracle working practitioner!”

“How about this? Forget the Christians stealing it and making it about cards and candy and just look at it as a night to get to pet Jasper’s belly and scratch behind his ears by candlelight. That’s what I’m doing.” Henry said. “Nobody hates Christianity more than the vamps. We literally will burst into flames at a crucifix wielded with enough holy hate.” She laughed at the phrase “holy hate.” But… that was a good way to take her mind off of things.

The truth was that a lot of warrior witches lead lonely lives. Battling the evils that defied nature, the ones that misuse nature for their dark purposes, and so on… That almost guaranteed that she couldn’t get close to people, make many friends, or fall in love. The fact that these normals were always “falling in love” only to throw it away in a few months and still made an entire DAY of it was irritating to behold. They took so much for granted all of the time and she was frequently sick of it. But, if she was gonna spend time with her friends, that was at least cool.

Jasper made a setting in the Man Cave for the three of them. He’d of course invited both of the “loves of his life” to this Valentine’s Day event, set the table with stuff that the three of them loved and decorated the place with red and hearts. He got them into their seats and then took his own. “So… I hope that everybody enjoys everything. I wanted to treat you both to something special, because I love both of you and I know that neither of you believe that you’ll ever find love, (both Henry and Charlotte began to try to argue with that assessment) whether or not either of you will admit it. But, I love you both. So, Happy… Day of Love.” He didn’t want to say the “V” word around Charlotte and start a tangent.

“Charlotte’s got a present for you, Dude.” Henry said, reaching out to adjust the bouquet that Jasper had placed in the center of the table. It needed a little bit of work. Jasper looked at Charlotte, excitedly. The “wagging his tail look,” she thought of it as, because if he was in wolf form, she knew that he would be.

“Yeah… It’s probably stupid. You might not even like it, just in observance of this time of year, I made this little display…” She reached into her satchel and pulled out something wrapped in a red fabric. “Actually made from 100% Jasper hair and fur… also wood, from a very sacred tree, to my family… and some crystals that I… had…” She was TRYING not to blabber, because that made the gift even more important, she realized with everything that she said.

He was now looking at the unwrapped thing. Twin boys with hair like his suckling on a lady wolf with twinkling eyes and the word Lupercalia carved into the base. “This is the most beautiful thing that anyone has ever given me,” he said in a small voice. “I love it… and you!” He gave her a hug and a kiss and set it on the table, near the bouquet. “I’m gonna cherish this forever.”

“Henry, I also got YOU a gift!” Henry gasped. He honestly hadn’t expected one! She was SO against it, and as far as he knew, there were no vampire ties to this holiday, and even if there were, she was still pretty anti-vampire, no matter how much she tried to accept him, personally. She pulled out a jewelry box and he opened it to see a glass vile, attached to a necklace with symbols. “Is… is this YOURS?” He asked.

“Yes.” It was super forbidden in her practice to offer her blood to a vampire. Vampires would drain witches dry and discard all remains, in order to keep safe from possible attacks. So, for her to offer it to him was a huge show of faith, and huge sign of love. He rushed to give her a hug and a kiss too, then she helped him put it on. He was never going to take it off.

She wondered, “Did you two get each other anything special?”

Jasper shrugged and said, “I have a pitcher of blood on the table for the feast.

Henry said, “I got him some of those Valentines Day chew toys from the pet store.”

“You two are SO romantic,” she said sarcastically. They laughed, then everybody paused when Ray came in, dressed like cupid and setting food on the table. Charlotte shook her head and said, “Nope.” Then got up from the table.

“Charlotte! You can’t leave now. It’s the feast time! We can do fertility stuff if you want!” Henry called.

“Ray is in a little toga with wings! A LINE HAS BEEN CROSSED!” Truth be told, she was filled up with emotion from everything that had taken place. She just needed to breathe for a moment. Did she wanna see Ray in a toga? Absolutely the entire heck not. But... she was never gonna say that she wasn’t 100% against “doing fertility stuff” with her boys. She blushed, glad that none of them could hear her thoughts.

[whippedkoalas]

Hi! Could your write a drabble/ fic happening in future where Skam characters are still friends and have kids, are on maternity/paternity leave (paternity leave is very popular in Scandinavia) and meet for coffee in a cafe in the afternoons. You can choose the people who meet or write about several meeting with different people involved but please include Noora and/or William. 👶👶🏻👶🏼👶🏽

Hello! Thank you for your prompt :) I hope that you will love what I’ve written. I have a bit of trouble to write scenes with more than two characters, but I hope this is not too boring. I focused more on the boys, but I could do one where the girls are more present if you want. 

« Are you going to the café this afternoon love? » Noora asks William. She is trying to gather all her stuff to finally go to the office. She’s late, but it is usual. Being the boss has its perks and one of them is that nobody can tell you off when you’re late. « Yeah, I think I will. » he answers, taking his daughter in his arms. « We will probably go to the park afterwards. Will you join us? » He walks past her and touches her back. She stops to give him a kiss. « No, don’t think I can, unfortunately. I have too much to do » she answers. She takes her laptop from the table. « Next week, I guess. »« You work too much, Noo. » he says. She comes closer to him and gives Lili a kiss. « It should calm down soon. I have to cover those stories now but after, I will be back working at home. » She kisses his neck. « Lili seems very sleepy. » The little girl is cuddling up to her father, eyes closed. William smiles. « Yeah, we might go nap together on the sofa, right darling? » Noora kisses them both one more time and then leaves.When Lili was born one year ago, Noora was offered a great position at work and they decided that William would be the one taking care of the baby. however, Noora will work remotely in a few weeks, when William will have to go back to work.

Today, like every week since forever, William is gonna meet up with all the « Nissen crew ». They started meeting up every week when the girls finished school and started either working or university and they never stopped. At first, it was more partying and then more having dinner together and when children were added to the mix, they switched to getting coffee in a children-friendly café in Oslo.

After a little nap on the sofa with Lili, William lets her play with her toys on her activity mat and does all the daily chores. Kneeling down in front of his daughter, he pulls a face to make her laugh. « Lili, are you ready? We have to meet your uncle Chris and Noah for lunch. ». He takes her in his arms and goes to her room to dress her accordingly to the weather.

When they arrive in the center of Oslo, Chris is already waiting for them with Noah. The little boy is waving at them.

They get their food, burgers and french fries for everyone, and sit down next to the playground.« Who is gonna be there for coffee today? » Chris asks.« Probably Yousef, Mahdi, Even, Chris, Eva, and Jonas » William replies.« great! » Chris smiles.The two children play together and forget their food.« Will Sigrid take Noah this weekend? » William asks Chris. « Noora and I wanted to invite everyone on Sunday for a Barbecue » Chris makes a face. « Not sure. I don’t think she will. She has better things to do than taking care of her son, you know? » Sigrid and Chris met six years ago and had a fling together for a few weeks. It ended pretty quickly but Sigrid got pregnant and gave birth to Noah, Chris precious little boy. And that’s how Christoffer Schistad became the first one to be a father.« He doesn’t need her, then. You’re doing a great job on your own » William tells him, looking at Noah and Lili.

They decide to join their friends on foot. They spot Yousef, Alia on his lap, Yanis and Naïm seated next to him, eating ice creams.Noah squeezes his father’s hand and asks him if he can go join his friends. When Chris agrees, he starts running. « Hey, buddy! » Yousef says. « The boys were waiting for you to go play on the playground. » Yousef and Sana had twins three years ago and a baby eight months ago. As Sana is a successful doctor and finds her job fulfilling, Yousef quit his job to raise their little clan. He would like to have more children but Sana won’t cave in before Alia is at least three years old, she says. Quickly, Eva and Jonas arrive too, followed by Even and Liv and Christina and Aksel.Mahdi is the last to arrive. He takes a chair and sits down, sighing. « How do you manage to be there on time with a baby? » he asks. Karla is fast asleep in her stroller. Yousef laughs. « I have three and I was the first to be there » « It doesn’t count, you’re superman or something » Mahdi replies. « I don’t even have time to take a long shower » « Welcome to parenthood » Even says, putting his hand on his shoulder.« You adopted Livy when she was one year and a half » Chris points out. « You missed all the fun, trust me! »« You didn’t tell me that it would be like this » Mahdi says. He looks exhausted.« Aksel didn’t sleep through the night for 8 months, I thought I was going crazy » Christina adds. « But, there is no fun in telling new parents about all those things » she adds. Mahdi laughs. « Jonas, Eva, You know what is waiting for you »   Jonas puts his arms around Eva, who laughs. « Thanks, Mahdi » she says.Eva and Jonas are expecting their firstborn in a bit less than 5 months now. They took their time to get together and then took their time to decide to have a child together. Those little indecisive lovebirds.« We have to give props to Chris and Chris, though. They actually did all of that alone. » William says. Everyone nods.« That’s true! » Even agrees. « Raising a child alone should get you a trophy. I don’t know what I would be doing without Isak » « Nothing » Jonas and Mahdi say at the same time. « WOW » Chris laughs. « That was harsh »  Liv, Noah, Yanis, Naïm, and Aksel come back to ask for ice creams and water. Yousef doesn’t want his sons to eat two ice creams but he knows it’s a lost battle. Suddenly, William notices that Jonas and Eva are smiling and he wonders why. Lili is eating her snack on his lap, so he thinks that they’re smiling at her but then he feels Noora’s hands on his eyes and he smiles.« Hello, you » she whispers in his ears. William turns his head a bit and kisses her, a bit harder than he should in public, but neither of them cares. When Lili spots her mom, she starts babbling to get her attention. Noora takes her from William’s lap and sits down on the chair that Chris dragged to the table for her.« Hello everyone, » she says with a smile. « Excuse my laziness, I’m exhausted ». Everybody smiles at her.  « How are you? »« We’re fine. Glad to see you » Eva replies.« Yeah, everything is good. » Yousef adds.« Where is Sana? » « She’s working all week. » Yousef pouts. « I figured » Noora gives him a tiny smile. « I thought Vilde would be there today »« No, she couldn’t. She had a thing with her mother » Christina answers.« I’m starting to think that she is avoiding us » Even jokes. « Do we speak too much about our babies? » Chris asks, concerned.« It’s never too much! » Mahdi says. « But, yeah maybe Vilde replaced us with new childless friends? » « She wouldn’t do that » Even states.Christina chuckles. « No, I don’t think our monsters are a problem for Vilde. She’s just really busy » « Hmmm… Chris? » Jonas says, looking at the playground. « I think your son has a problem ». Chris turns to look at Noah, running really fast towards him. « DAAAAAAAD I HAVE TO PEEEEEE » he shouts.In a matter of seconds, Chris gets up, takes Noah by the arm and runs to the toilets. The scene makes his friends laugh.When the duo comes back, William is still laughing. « I can’t believe how much Noah looks like you, honestly. He’s just a mini Chris » Everyone agrees. « To avoid the crisis, I’m taking the boys to the toilets. Do you want me to take Aksel and Liv? » Yousef asks. Even and Chris say yes.« Can you take care of the princess, then? » Yousef gives Alia to Mahdi.Noora turns to her boyfriend. « Did you invite them on Sunday? » she whispers.« I told Chris about it » he answers. « I’m glad you were able to get free time » he smiles and takes her hands in his.She leans down and kisses him. « I decided to do what makes me happy » she replies.Liv comes back running and stops in front of Jonas. « Can I touch your hair ? » she says. Jonas laughs and lets her climb on his lap. « Of course, Livy, why? »« Dad always says that your hair is weird » she replies, sincerely. Jonas makes a face. « Okay, I will have a word with Isak » he tells her.Yousef comes back with the rest of the clan. The children go back to the playground.Eva looks at them. « Do you think they will be friends when they’re older? » she asks with a genuine smile.« I hope so » Christina replies. « I hope they’ll form a group of friends as tight as ours »« They will be raised all together… I think it’s inevitable » William adds.« Guys, don’t you think it’s actually a nightmare? Don’t you remember what we did together when we were younger? » Chris points out, with his eyes wide open.« Imagine if they do half of the things we did » Even jokes.« Imagine when they will be Russ » Noora chuckles. « Oh, SHIT. » Chris shouts.