raised his fist, pausing he wondered if he should even knock at the Dane's door. After a few moments he knocked.

sighed, he looked at the Christmas things that he had set up. He wasn't happy with them, but he wasn't going to change it right now.

settled himself back down on the couch, he had finally finished cleaning everything up. The house was a dusty mess this morning.

leaned against a pole, taking a drag from his smoke.

if he'll actually get snow tonight.

sighs to himself as he slowly brought Christmas things from his garage into his house.

| To him everything was quiet, he was standing in the square of Gamla Stan. He couldn't believe another year had gone by.. He clenched his fists closing his eyes at the memories.

decided to take a small trip to Copenhagen, he needed a vacation from work.

stretches quietly, drinking a beer on the couch, there were thunder storm warnings, so he wasn't going out.

sits on his porch, he felt like an old man, his leg was sore for no reason, so he didn't want to do anything.