Mikkel is pushy about that fact, even with his brother, and he suspects Sigurd will listen just as well as Ansgar... not at all.
"He can be." Mikkel started to laugh. "He might kick your ass, fill your boots with glitter or dump his drink on your head. You never know what he might do." Ansgar was, had always been, like a wild card. What he might do at any moment was a guessing game.
"My parents sent him away. This is the first time I've seen him in a few years." He left sent away to be whatever and didn't mention it being prison. That was private anyway and Ansgar might not want the others to know.
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Mikkel is pushy about that fact, even with his brother, and he suspects Sigurd will listen just as well as Ansgar... not at all.
"He can be." Mikkel started to laugh. "He might kick your ass, fill your boots with glitter or dump his drink on your head. You never know what he might do." Ansgar was, had always been, like a wild card. What he might do at any moment was a guessing game.
"My parents sent him away. This is the first time I've seen him in a few years." He left sent away to be whatever and didn't mention it being prison. That was private anyway and Ansgar might not want the others to know.