Chapter 12

~Year 2010, 6th of June

I had a wet dream this morning about him. When I woke up, my sheets were dirty, my pants wet and pillows were on the floor. All in all, a pretty normal morning, since this happens every morning nowadays. Good thing I live alone. If Stockholm saw this I'd hear it for an eternity.

The bad thing is that it's my birthday. I don't like my birthdays. The only things that happen is breakfast, maybe watch some TV, lunch, a few guests, maybe a little birthday party and then dinner. That's it. I don't make a big deal of it, like Lukas.

So, I sit down at my table, taking a bite of my toast and looking out the window. It's sun and no clouds in sight. It always is this kind of weather. Stockholm always complain, saying that it's too warm and too much sun for her liking. Fin and Mathias loves it. Lukas and Emil pretend to not see it.

When I'm finished with breakfast, I find myself in front of the door to my bedroom. I need to change sheets, and that quick, seeing how Mathias always shows up when you least expect it. He always breaks into my house. He doesn't enter via the door, no, he enters through the window. I don't know how many times I've had to change the glass in the windows.

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Stockholm is the first person to come, seeing that she lives literally two streets away from my house. She's wearing some sort of scarf with my flag on it. I don't know if I should feel happy or confused by it.

"Grattis på födelsedagen*!" She says, sporting a smile.

"Thanks."

She probably realizes that I'm not in the best of moods,so she flops down couch in my living room. And yes, it's from IKEA. What else?

"You know, if you don't want to scare away Tino, you gotta lighten up a bit. If he sees you like this, I promise you that he'll be back at his home before you can say 'Hello'." I quickly realize that I must be frowning. During the years, I've come to realize that people usually think I'm scary when I'm frowning.

I try to smile - or make some sort of expression that doesn't make me frown - but it doesn't work. The only things that move in my face, are my eyebrows. It's like the rest of my face is made of stone.

*CRASH*

Suddenly, a big crash came from the window by the door. It sounded like the glass in the window had been smashed. A few words spoken in Danish could be heard from there. And sure enough, Mathias showed up in the living room, with a few pieces of glass in his hair.

"Umm, ya know, I think you need to repair the window! It's completely smashed!" He says, looking rather uncomfortable. By then, I realize that I'm glaring at him. Not that it matters, since that's what he deserves. I continue to glare at him, until he shifts his gaze towards Stockholm, with a help-me-he's-angry-at-me look.

"Dan, you pay for it, since you broke it." She says, glancing at me, like I'm forgetting something.

"Not fair! The door was locked!"

"Then you knock!"

They continue their quarrel, whilst I walk towards the broken window and try to figure out how Mathias managed to get trough. It's as big as larger hand mirror.

*knock knock*

I turn towards the door and open it. Outside Lukas and Emil are standing. They look just like usual, both having their gloomy-looking face. Without saying anything, they enter and settle down on the couch, next to Stockholm. I close the door and I'm just about to walk into my living room, when I hear someone else knocking on the door.

I open and see Fin. I only call him Fin in my head, since nowadays he knows what it means. When I talk to him, I call him Tino or Finland. Never Fin.

He looks a bit flustered, and I start worrying that I'm maybe scaring him. But, my mind goes completely blank when he wraps his arms around my waist and squeezes a bit. I look down and see that he's also burying his head in the crook between my head and shoulder. He then lets go, quicker than lightning, and rushes to the living room. But I managed to see it. He were blushing when he let go. And when I turn and look at myself in the mirror next to the door, I can see that a dust of pink has settled on my cheeks.

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Yay, another chapter! Sorry for delay, I had a writer's block.

Grattis på födelsedagen! = Happy Birthday!

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