...wonders why he doesn't just go surfing right away rather then contemplating about it.
is waiting for the weather to be right.
thinks it might get too cold for that eventually...
isn't too concerned with the cold, so long as it didn't get too far below freezing.
would laugh if he turn into a popsicle though...cause that would be silly.
doubts that is even possible.
doesn't know unless he tries.
will be sure to let her know if he becomes a human popsicle afterwards.
would be excited to know if that ever happens. Maybe she'll just decide to tag along and watch...
wonders if she is too much of a wuss to try it herself...
could try too if he insists. She hasn't gone surfing in quite some time though~
is hoping to leave very early in the morning, and she was more than welcome to join him if she wasn't chicken.
wasn't scared of anything if he was worried~
isn't worried about her. If anything he was amused that she might be a wuss about it.
will continue to take that he was very worried about her from that context. What a nice Swede he was...
packs everything in to his car and gets ready to leave well before dawn.
blinks as she stoooooood right behind him curiously. " Morning~"
"Moron," He grumbled gruffly as he sipped out of a traveling mug, letting out a quiet puff of steam as he sighed. ((In Swedish a lot of_
times they shorten "God Morgon" to just "Morgon", but in some areas it tends to be pronounced "Moron", and I think he would purposely say_
it "Moron" to the Danes.))
nods a few times, obliviously mistaken his accent as a polite greeting. " Are you ready?" She grins in an eager manner.
nodded silently, his eyes glancing to the backseat where his wetsuit was waiting patiently to be put on.
shrugs. " Alright, let's go then~" She was too excited now.
hops in the car and turns the radio on just as he cranks up the heater. He turned the volume lower when he caught the familiar chorus from_
blinks for a mere moment after getting into the car before laughing at that. That was certainly_
_ unexpected, especially so early in the morning.
buckles in and ignores her laughter. He enjoyed listening to popular music, but sometimes it wasn't what he wanted to hear...
supposes he could simply flip to the channel with music he wanted to hear. It wasn't that hard.
couldn't be bothered, and the silence was perfectly fine for him.
...just started flipping through the radio channels regardless.
doesn't mind; it was nice having company...
was fantastic company~ She was quite good at hanging out with lonely people.
doesn't mind her much... even if he still felt a bit odd about her being the female Denmark. He liked to ignore that fact, though.
just hums along some random catchy song she found on the radio. She was frankly quite clueless.
expected no less of a Dane. At least the song was tolerable.
totally knew she had good taste in music~
thinks it is tolerable... not good. He drove a bit faster, impatient to reach the waves in time.
ends up laughing at the increase in speed. And she thought she was an impatient person.
scowled at the road, unwilling to turn his attention away from it. It was dark, and slightly wet outside, the last thing they needed was_
figures he was competent to at least drive a car. So she just watched in slight amusement.
huffed in frustration, but drove faster none-the-less.