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The storm had broke over his head without previous notice, as violent and unforgiving as Thor’s worst rage. He ran even faster, trying to protect himself from the cold, but to no avail. His hands were showing blue spots already. Curse Odin and his stupid punishments!! if only he was healed, his magic would be strong enough to teleport him home, and the scarce amount of clothes he was wearing under the coat didn't help either…
A big manor appeared in his vision. What was doing such a huge building in the middle of nowhere? He ran to it nonetheless, wanting to escape the damned rain the sooner the better. He hoped the cold hadn’t sipped enough into his bones to transform his face too. It would be difficult to lie his way into anyone’s home while looking like the monster He was. Not that the amount of glitter and make up from the party would help either...
Luckily the castle looked abandoned. That would explain his dark appearence. Who would live so far from the city in such a place, anyway? It looked more apropiate for Vaneheim than Midgard.
But there was light coming from the windows, and a pinkish neon light at that. maybe there was a party too? The man entered the front yard in a sprint anyway and covered himself under the ledge of the main door. He didn’t want to see anyone in such a state, but the idea of the low temperature bringing his jotun form out completely… He shudered at the idea, repulsion washing over him. No, anything before that. The frost giant knocked at the door as hard as he can, trying to be heard over the thunder, and the door opened… How odd… he pecked his head inside. “Hello?”