✖ k̳l̳a̳u̳s̳ ✖
He opened the door and IMMEDIATELY knew this guy HAD to be related. Almost the spitting image of his uncle Donar who haunted him. This had to be his Uncle Tyr- whom he’d only heard about on occasion. Mostly in stories his mother had told them, or occasionally his name slipped out of his grandfathers lips. But he’d never even met this guy. So Klaus leaned on the doorframe, and raised his eyebrows. Might as well fuck with the guy.
“If you’re here selling bibles, I’m afraid I have some bad news.”
@mcrtimer







