- Oh, cute! Nora says when Lucky runs in, is excited about all new people.
- Fuck no, Ronja’s face goes dark when she regocnizes the dog.
- Fuck yes, Ilari says and takes his shoes off.
- Well well, look what the cat dragged in, Nora raises her brows when Venla comes back with company. The four of them are left in Venla's place.
- Get out asshole! Ronja raises from couch.
- Not a chance, Ilari says.
– Calm your tits, sis, Venla says in a tone that says she’s serious. – They are staying. Or maybe you want to leave?
Ronja goes silent and sits back down.
- I don’t like this, she mutters.
-He's a man. Nora shrugs. – Of course you don’t like him. You never like her dates.
- They are all assholes.
Nora shakes her head.
- I know. Let's hope this one's better. She puts wineglass back to her girlfriend’s hand.
- Drink up, love. Let them be.
- Uh, Ilari looks at the table and all goods on it. – Have you made all this?
Venla nods.
- Got bit carried away, she admits. – I always cook when I’m down.
Ilari blinks and comes to hug Venla.
– Christ. I’m so sorry.
–Nevermind. I’m okay now, Venla gives him a small smile. - Well, I hope you are hungry.
– You bet! Haven’t really had any appetite in last two days.
- Looks like he’s really impressed what Venla has done, Nora leans over the couch.
- Or faking, Ronja shrugs.
- Give poor guy a chance! Nora rolls her eyes.
– Will you two shut up and mind your own things! Venla snaps at them.
– Oo, touchy, Ronja lifts her hands up in the air.
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