41. They are too close

Ilari grabs a water bottle and is about to return to sauna after quick cool down. 

– Haha, you guys look and smell more tolerable now, Susanna remarks when he’s going past her. When campers returned, their clothes reeked so bad Susanna didn’t let them in before guys had stripped their clothes on the outside and went straight so sauna. – you reeked like a week old body that got smoked and then buried into bog . 

- Couldn't be that bad, Jesse comments.

 - Really. I almost died of the stench. Susanna wrinkles her nose.

- I thought Iiro was supposed to come here too, Ilari looks around for his brother.

– He has, Susanna says. -He's been moody and has been on outside terrace for an hour talking with Venla. Jesse and Ilari exchange a knowing look. Ilari looks outside, and see two silhouettes sitting side by side. Shit. Fuck. They were too close to his liking. Things are about to get ugly.

-I'd die for cigarrette now, Iiro huffs. They have emptied a bottle of red wine all by themselves. 

- You are smoker? Venla is surprised. He didn't smell like that.

- I'm not. Not anymore. But everytime I get drink, I really crave for a smoke. 

– I crave completely other things, Venla flirts and listens to music coming from inside. 

- I'd die to get laid too, Iiro winks his eye. 

– Sure you do, Venla smirks. 

– Are you gonna slap me again? Iiro smiles. 

- I'm too tired for that. But it ain't gonna happen. 

– You never know. Man's gotta try. 

- You have two perfectly good hands. All you need, Venla replies and Iiro burst his wine and laughs. 

– Good one! He admits and flashes a wide smile. -I like you. I really do. 

- We do seem to have quite a lot in common, Venla admits. - Stop trying to get me to bed and we could be friends.

 - It doesn't need to be on bed, Iiro reminds and Venla rolls her eyes. 

- Boy, you are thick, aren't you. 

- Wanna find out? 

- Stop twisting my words! Is everything a big doubleminded dickjoke to you? Venla sounds annoyed.

 -Basically, yeah? 

- That's so infuriating! 

-Okay, I'll back down, Iiro puts his hands up. -Seriously, what you crave for.

 - Chocolate! Venla smiles. -I'd die for chocolate now. But heavy painkillers would also do.