knocks on his door.

lets his troll answer the door. The troll opens the door and looks at Denmark.

blinks when he can't see anything. "Norge?"

Hears him ... there is no facepalm big enough. "Go home to your boyfriend."

furrows his brows a bit and goes to walk in.

"Why do you keep coming here?" glares at him.

crosses his arms. "Because we're close. We're friends and neighbours."

"You're not my friend, and you don't live anywhere near me. Go home to your boyfriend."

huffs. "Norge. I've been yer friend since birth, I live pretty close to ye. And stop calling him my 'boyfriend'. He has a name."

gets up and takes the stairs two at a time. "Go home to him. You're not welcome here." disappears on the second floor. He was in such a _

good mood too.

narrows his eyes and follows him. "Norge, don't hide from me."

already disappeared to the roof, sits there and drinks his vodka, wishes the guy had enough brain cells to take a hint.

gets to a window and climbs onto the roof. "Norge."

"GO AWAY!" disappears in a green fog.

blinks before cursing and sits on the roof. "Norge..."

doesn't hear him. is sitting on a rock on the mountain behind his house drinking his Akvavit. Looks at the troll. "Time to go to back to

Tromsø."

sighs. He lays down on the roof, staring up at the sky.

gets up and takes a walk on the mountain. Sitting on the rock was cold. "I can't even have peace in my own house. He made his choice, now

he can leave me the hell alone."

just wants to keep their friendship. They've had a very long history together.

walks down the mountain and into town. Might as well find something to do until his house is vacated.

probably stay until the other returned.

other ways of getting into his house.

probably won't stop visiting him either.