"Alright, no booze for you if you've had enough. Did you want a soda or something else to help settle your stomach?"
Edvard wondered if the boy wanted anything to drink at all because he was so drunk right now. Dealing with an emotional boozed up kid was something the Norwegian could deal with, having been there himself at that age. Torvald and Niko both felt for Robbin too because they also got into states with booze.
"What do you like doing when you're not boozing, Robbin?"
He shook his head no at the question. "Maybe you should go. I don't want anyone else mad at me."
Robbin was really stuck on Ralph not liking him and it made his insides twist up from upset.
"I'm.. a bartender." Robbin wrapped his arms around himself to try to make himself smaller. He didn't want to touch anyone because he was afraid more people would get mad at him. Maybe Niko would be ok since Jake liked him.
Niko leant forward and gently patted the boy's arm gently, trying to reassure him in any way possible, giving the state he was in right now. Torvald just looked at Edvard and shrugged, not really knowing what to do. Everyone wanted to help and make him feel safe and welcomed.
"You're a bartender? That's awesome. Is that here in LA?"
Torvald now intervening with asking some questions, hoping to take the boy's mind off his sadness.
"My twin's boyfriend doesn't like me." The upset was coming back into Robbin's voice. He was so fearful of Ralph hating him and not letting him see his brother any longer. The abandonment issues were very strong.
He nodded. "I work at a club on the Hollywood strip." He was certainly pretty enough to work in Hollywood even if his eyes were red now from the crying.
"How do you know that? I'm sure he does like you, Robbin. You seem a really nice guy."
Torvald offering words of support for the young man who was obviously drunk and not thinking straight. Hadn't they all been there at some point? Torvald was usually a rowdy, clumsy drunk, having injured himself badly on one of Jake's wall swords last time.
"That sounds like fun. What's it like working there? Do you meet a lot of famous faces?"
Niko poked Torvald in the ribs playfully as to keep the situation calm on both ends since this was a Sutton he was dealing with. If Robbin was related to Davy then the princess was bound to come out at some point.
"You have? A loud bar is always a fun atmosphere to relax and unwind I think."
The Finn now hoping talking about Robbin's job would help. Edvard now watching what was going on and keeping his eyes on the younger man. He was really cute! Was Edvard wanting to kiss him to cheer him up? Of course.
Edvard squeezed into the corner of the couch and plopped down beside Robbin, smiling and wanting in on more of the conversation, rather than just being the onlooker.
"Is that right, doll? What happened? Did he get pissed off at some fuckhead and threw a couple of punches? That fiery redhead is like dynamite when he gets angered and his little blond bitch gets into slap fights."
The Norwegian winked at Niko and Torvald playfully as he then focused his attention onto Robbin. He still looked upset.
"There must have been a reason for him to do that. If you piss the guy off like that it's what you should come to expect. Don't mess with the ginger."
Edvard had seen and heard there was all to do with Rekker and knew that you'd be on the losing end if you pissed the guy off. A fucking awesome guitarist but terrifying to get him angry.
"Well, just saying how it is, doll."
Niko punched Edvard in the side for being such a dork just as Torvald snorted some giggles.
"Where's our wine queen tonight?"
Torvald looking around the bar for any signs of Einar. Was he drinking with Hunter and Ragnar? Maybe.
"I think the guy was bothering one of our waitresses." Robbin hadn't been too sure. More he was ducking and running from a flying body.
The affirmation of that complement did pinken Robbin's already booze and tears pink cheeks.
"Is he the one that drinks wine all the time?" Robbin pointed across the bar. "Over there staring at the ...I think he's a Finn or a Norwegian.. every time he bends over the pool table."
"Then, he had every right to kick that guy's ass to hell and back."
Edvard hated men like that. Assholes who think they can take it out on the serving staff at bars and clubs. He'd do what Rekker had done and beat the shit out of every fuck like that.
"He's the one who drinks wine with Martyn, Tordis, Hunter, Ragnar and whoever else who loves wine. He's our band leader and vocalist who's a prissy little bitch when he wants to be."
"The fight wasn't why he was banned for awhile but all the damage to the bar." The owner had banned him and sent him a bill. Robbin thought that was fair.
"I think some of the guys over there are looking to get laid by the guys playing pool." Robbin knew how people behaved in bars from all his time working in one. He could see it.
"Well, yeah, that's different. If he smashed up the bar in the process then it's only right he pay for the damages."
Edvard nodded, shrugging because he'd done some pretty crazy shit in the past and had beaten up his fair share of assholes.
"Oh, you reckon? Who? Let me see."
The Norwegian grinned wickedly, raising himself up so he could get a view from where Robbin was looking. One of them had to be the wine queen himself. Einar. He wanted Vidar's cock and was hungry for it. Everyone in the Bandits knew it.
"Dark-haired guy with a sparkly gold jacket? I wonder who that is."
Edvard wasn't sure as he squinted in the general direction of Einar and the others around the pool table. A few wore sparkly gold jackets so maybe it was one of the glam boys? Hunter wore leopard print so that was a dead giveaway.
"I don't know. Looks like a fucking hot mess whatever it is."
The Norwegian sat back down and gave Robbin a wink.
Niko started to laugh at Edvard's cluelessness because he wasn't even looking the right direction. Honestly, how much had the trashy bassist drank? Einar was obvious with his sequined jacket and signature big hair.
"You must be so fucking drunk not to recognise him."
Torvald giggled and went to shove Edvard into Robbin slightly. The Norwegian shoved Torvald back into Niko.
"Fuck off you two. Of course I know what our band leader looks like. The queen of wine!"
Edvard yelling the name loudly so that some of the others in the bar glanced over.
Robbin didn't like being jarred around by the pushing because he still had an upset stomach from too much booze.
"Do that again and I'll slap your mouth." The princess came out in a hurry at the blonde on the other side of Edvard. He didn't want to be pushed around until his stomach stopped feeling gross.
Torvald felt bad for shoving Edvard into Robbin and offered a sheepish smile, not wanting to make the boy feel any worse than he already was.
"Sorry---I didn't mean to make you feel worse."
Niko knew Torvald didn't mean anything by it because everyone was drunk and enjoying the night. Except perhaps Robbin. The boy was trashed, emotional and the princess was getting out.
"We can all laugh at how Einar is burning a hole in Vidar's pants. Oh look---he's blushing now because Vidar looked at him."
Robbin wasn't exactly mad. More, he was worried about throwing up if he was jostled around too much right now.
"He doesn't look shy." Robbin pointed out. He wondered why the flashy guy wasn't just going after whomever it was that was playing pool. "Or is he shy around guys?"
"He's shy when he's around a guy he likes. We've noticed this over the years when he's got the hots for someone and just blushes like crazy. He's extroverted the rest of the time with everything else."
Edvard could see the way Einar was watching Vidar play pool and his eyes drifting down to that ass.
"Maybe we should get our wine queen out of that chair and pulling his hot boy to the side."
Niko just looked at Edvard then to Torvald and snorted giggles. That would probably earn the Norwegian a slap.
Edvard thought it was cute Robbin getting out a hand mirror to fix his makeup. The poor kid deserved to look decent after being so upset a few moments ago. Hopefully, being around the Bandits was helping.
"You want to cause chaos for our band leader too? We're all up for that, aren't we?"
The Norwegian winked to Torvald and Niko who nodded eagerly, wanting to get Vidar's attention for Einar. It would be a riot.
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Date: 2025-02-14 07:14 pm (UTC)Edvard wondered if the boy wanted anything to drink at all because he was so drunk right now. Dealing with an emotional boozed up kid was something the Norwegian could deal with, having been there himself at that age. Torvald and Niko both felt for Robbin too because they also got into states with booze.
"What do you like doing when you're not boozing, Robbin?"
Torvald now asking the question.
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Date: 2025-02-15 02:40 am (UTC)Robbin was really stuck on Ralph not liking him and it made his insides twist up from upset.
"I'm.. a bartender." Robbin wrapped his arms around himself to try to make himself smaller. He didn't want to touch anyone because he was afraid more people would get mad at him. Maybe Niko would be ok since Jake liked him.
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Date: 2025-02-21 08:45 pm (UTC)Niko leant forward and gently patted the boy's arm gently, trying to reassure him in any way possible, giving the state he was in right now. Torvald just looked at Edvard and shrugged, not really knowing what to do. Everyone wanted to help and make him feel safe and welcomed.
"You're a bartender? That's awesome. Is that here in LA?"
Torvald now intervening with asking some questions, hoping to take the boy's mind off his sadness.
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Date: 2025-02-22 12:39 am (UTC)He nodded. "I work at a club on the Hollywood strip." He was certainly pretty enough to work in Hollywood even if his eyes were red now from the crying.
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Date: 2025-02-28 08:29 pm (UTC)Torvald offering words of support for the young man who was obviously drunk and not thinking straight. Hadn't they all been there at some point? Torvald was usually a rowdy, clumsy drunk, having injured himself badly on one of Jake's wall swords last time.
"That sounds like fun. What's it like working there? Do you meet a lot of famous faces?"
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Date: 2025-02-28 08:46 pm (UTC)In Robbin's mind that was a sure indicator that the older man didn't like him.
"I've seen some of the people from the tour there. It's a loud bar so the really wealthy don't come in."
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Date: 2025-03-02 08:17 pm (UTC)"You have? A loud bar is always a fun atmosphere to relax and unwind I think."
The Finn now hoping talking about Robbin's job would help. Edvard now watching what was going on and keeping his eyes on the younger man. He was really cute! Was Edvard wanting to kiss him to cheer him up? Of course.
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Date: 2025-03-02 08:25 pm (UTC)It was working a little but Robbin still felt the sadness inside. The fact he was still sad showed in his eyes..
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Date: 2025-03-02 08:28 pm (UTC)"Is that right, doll? What happened? Did he get pissed off at some fuckhead and threw a couple of punches? That fiery redhead is like dynamite when he gets angered and his little blond bitch gets into slap fights."
The Norwegian winked at Niko and Torvald playfully as he then focused his attention onto Robbin. He still looked upset.
"Has anyone ever said how cute you are?"
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Date: 2025-03-02 08:35 pm (UTC)But then he rolled his eyes. "Yes." He he wasn't sure he wanted to be flirted with right now, even if his cheeks did flush a little.
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Date: 2025-03-02 08:38 pm (UTC)Edvard had seen and heard there was all to do with Rekker and knew that you'd be on the losing end if you pissed the guy off. A fucking awesome guitarist but terrifying to get him angry.
"Well, just saying how it is, doll."
Niko punched Edvard in the side for being such a dork just as Torvald snorted some giggles.
"Where's our wine queen tonight?"
Torvald looking around the bar for any signs of Einar. Was he drinking with Hunter and Ragnar? Maybe.
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Date: 2025-03-02 08:45 pm (UTC)The affirmation of that complement did pinken Robbin's already booze and tears pink cheeks.
"Is he the one that drinks wine all the time?" Robbin pointed across the bar. "Over there staring at the ...I think he's a Finn or a Norwegian.. every time he bends over the pool table."
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:04 pm (UTC)Edvard hated men like that. Assholes who think they can take it out on the serving staff at bars and clubs. He'd do what Rekker had done and beat the shit out of every fuck like that.
"He's the one who drinks wine with Martyn, Tordis, Hunter, Ragnar and whoever else who loves wine. He's our band leader and vocalist who's a prissy little bitch when he wants to be."
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:08 pm (UTC)"I think some of the guys over there are looking to get laid by the guys playing pool." Robbin knew how people behaved in bars from all his time working in one. He could see it.
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:10 pm (UTC)Edvard nodded, shrugging because he'd done some pretty crazy shit in the past and had beaten up his fair share of assholes.
"Oh, you reckon? Who? Let me see."
The Norwegian grinned wickedly, raising himself up so he could get a view from where Robbin was looking. One of them had to be the wine queen himself. Einar. He wanted Vidar's cock and was hungry for it. Everyone in the Bandits knew it.
"I bet Einar is staring a hole in Vidar's pants."
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:15 pm (UTC)Robbin had no problem telling them exactly what was going on.
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:17 pm (UTC)Edvard wasn't sure as he squinted in the general direction of Einar and the others around the pool table. A few wore sparkly gold jackets so maybe it was one of the glam boys? Hunter wore leopard print so that was a dead giveaway.
"I don't know. Looks like a fucking hot mess whatever it is."
The Norwegian sat back down and gave Robbin a wink.
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:22 pm (UTC)Robbin was clueless but he had overheard some trash when he was looking around for his brother earlier.
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:25 pm (UTC)Niko started to laugh at Edvard's cluelessness because he wasn't even looking the right direction. Honestly, how much had the trashy bassist drank? Einar was obvious with his sequined jacket and signature big hair.
"You must be so fucking drunk not to recognise him."
Torvald giggled and went to shove Edvard into Robbin slightly. The Norwegian shoved Torvald back into Niko.
"Fuck off you two. Of course I know what our band leader looks like. The queen of wine!"
Edvard yelling the name loudly so that some of the others in the bar glanced over.
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:28 pm (UTC)"Do that again and I'll slap your mouth." The princess came out in a hurry at the blonde on the other side of Edvard. He didn't want to be pushed around until his stomach stopped feeling gross.
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:31 pm (UTC)"Sorry---I didn't mean to make you feel worse."
Niko knew Torvald didn't mean anything by it because everyone was drunk and enjoying the night. Except perhaps Robbin. The boy was trashed, emotional and the princess was getting out.
"We can all laugh at how Einar is burning a hole in Vidar's pants. Oh look---he's blushing now because Vidar looked at him."
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Date: 2025-03-02 09:34 pm (UTC)"He doesn't look shy." Robbin pointed out. He wondered why the flashy guy wasn't just going after whomever it was that was playing pool. "Or is he shy around guys?"
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Date: 2025-03-03 09:24 pm (UTC)Edvard could see the way Einar was watching Vidar play pool and his eyes drifting down to that ass.
"Maybe we should get our wine queen out of that chair and pulling his hot boy to the side."
Niko just looked at Edvard then to Torvald and snorted giggles. That would probably earn the Norwegian a slap.
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Date: 2025-03-05 02:04 am (UTC)"I could probably get the guy over. It looks like he's friends with my cousin." Robbin is obviously up for causing some trouble. It was harmless.
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Date: 2025-03-05 09:17 pm (UTC)"You want to cause chaos for our band leader too? We're all up for that, aren't we?"
The Norwegian winked to Torvald and Niko who nodded eagerly, wanting to get Vidar's attention for Einar. It would be a riot.
"We love causing a riot."
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