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“What the fuck? No! Not literally! are you kidding me? I’d be half way to mexico if that was the case!” Jesper exclaims , feet making it from one side to the other in a worried stride. He was obviously stressed , hands lifted up and behind his neck. “Besides i am sure I said almost! … ALMOST!” He emphasizes , taking a stop with a deep breath. “besides it wasn’t my fault the damn guy wasn’t paying attention and let his pupper run off like that, i mean honestly.. the light was green and i couldn’t see the pooch over my hood!!” His voice had dropped to a whine , falling back into the sofa with dramatic effect ; a side not most people got to see of the guitarist. “…he could of died!”
The expression of the younger changes from shocked to puzzled and then back to shocked in seconds as he listens to the other. A long overdramatic sigh leaves his lips as he sits down on the sofa as well. His mind was running crazy as he was already trying to figure out on how to get rid of any proofs. He can exactly imagine the situation and how terrified the other must have been. He moves closer to the other until he is sitting next to him on the sofa. “But he didn’t!! He is still alive but--” his voice now merely a whisper, his expression dead serious. “Did you kill the guy afterwards? Because If you have, I won’t have your back! We will be strangers, I will be the one to hand you over!” It was his way of easing the mood, as his lips curl into a grin only a moment after.













