Who: Skwisgaars the Elder and the Younger What: A serious discussion that DOESN'T involve guitars or sex. Where: Some park in Stockholm. When: Midnight Warnings: Mild breaky (as opposed to the last thread with Skwisgaar the Elder in it, that was full on breaky), swearing, possible groping because they're them.
The elder had asked his younger counterpart to meet him in the park in front of their first apartment. Luckily, there was only one apartment that they had ever lived in that had a park nearby, so neither of them would get confused. The elder had quietly slipped in at around 11 pm, just so he had a moment to clear his mind. He had decided to sprawl himself out on the metal slide that, during the day, was usually populated by laughing, screaming, bright eyed children. His fingers were working through five, six songs at once on the guitar, playing something that still somehow resembled music.
He had calmed down considerably since what had happened earlier that day. Something had broken in him yet again, something he'd tried patching up. He figured before his younger self had to experience that, he'd at least warn him about it.