Oslo 2

Back in the hotel and the team are all there and in high spirits. It was fairly chaotic and pretty much the reason why there was no point me bringing Audrey up anyway. In hindsight I should have texted up in advance and they’d have all cleared out.

So Rocky tried to turn Krauser’s lay into a threesome with him and Toe. Shall we say… the attempt was unsuccessful. Krauser was now claiming F Town, which is a title only for RSG Bastards, and Burto, who has admittedly never been known to surrender the necklace gracefully, refuses to give it on the grounds that Krauser resigned. Krauser denies he ever resigned, Burto however has saved the text message on his phone. Constant bickering ensues where both sides expect me to side with them with some kind of deciding vote. They’re all drunk too and not really listening when I speak anyway.

You know what it’s like when you walk into a room full of high spirited drunks and you’re just not on the same wavelength. So all I can do really is hit the vodka, that really tasty smooth Zybrowska stuff with cloudy apple, before I head out for night game. Confidence took me and I called the lay on Audrey.

I remember very little after this. Patches here and patches there. Rocky and I rolled together for the first time since we met and were in set after quality set. I vaguely remember ripping heavily on some really hot chicks. I was in ‘really don’t give a fuck’ mode. I was just having a great time with Rocky and a lot of girls got told they looked like various rodents and forms of forest wildlife.

At one point the little German sees a hot 7 (tall, great body, decent face, dirty looking) and her mate head into a bar. He said ‘go and pick her up’.  It was an order he gave with a strange sincerity and I obeyed automatically. I followed them into a bar and opened her immediately upon entering, bounced them over to the bar, leant against the back wall and began my date game for the second time that day.

One hour later we’re back at the hotel with the two set. It’s about 5am. Burto and Krauser are already home having decided to get an early night. They’re asleep but Rocky and I had other ideas. We crashed into the hotel room with the two chicks in tow suddenly and obnoxiously, then cracked the Jim Beam and started pouring. Burto has this weird app on his iPhone that records noises while you sleep and it caught the whole thing.

Rocky completely lost his rag with the annoying mate she came with and turfed them both out of the hotel room. In the rainy street below I had a decision to make, go back with my target and her crying friend to my target’s place or go back up and have a laugh with the boys about what just happened. I chose the latter. Stupid really but I couldn’t be arsed with the crying friend and it was about 5 or 6am at this point. Besides, tomorrow I was going to seduce Audrey.