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Chapter 57. - Welcome To Northern Europe!

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This wasn't originally gonna play out like this, but you guys have been waiting so long for our little couple to get together so here's a little reward - or something... Enjoy the longest chapter of this book to date on 12513 words. Love you guys and i truly appreciate each and every one of you so incredibly much.

(also don't worry, i know i'm getting worse and worse at uploading chapters, but i'm still in love with the story and write a lot, i'm just also very busy with school, family and friends and i might also have gotten myself a little girlfriend... I try my best to post. But hey at least the chapters are way longer lately)

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Tuva's POV

Jan opened the door for me, looking half dead from sleepiness as always on the other side.

"Hey princess." I smiled at him. He had no reaction whatsoever and just went back to his seat on the bed. Once again everyone except Bojan was there. Jure laid spread out on the bed head hanging over the edge. Jan was getting comfortable in Kris' lap again, head on his stomach with Nace next to them. I walked over to them. "Okay i know Jan usually looks half dead, but why is Blondie over here actually dead?"

"He's bored." Nace explained which made Jure let out a long whine.

"He's been whining like a baby for 20 minutes now." Kris said.

"Can't we go out?" Jure asked and rolled over. "This hotel is killin' me."

"We were at a party yesterday." Kris said with his eyes on his phone.

"So? We've been partying for forever now might as well keep it up."

"If you're bored why don't you just use some of the hotel facilities?" I asked and put my hand in his hair and continued to go through it. "There's a pool and a spa. If not the hotel probably know some good restaurants or wine tasting places."

"Wine tasting? I'm not 50." Jure frowned like i was stupid. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I dunno what you want."

"I want to party." He huffed like a disappointed child and rested his head in his palms.

"I could use a beer." Jan agreed, like we hadn't been partying and drinking beer, like, twice a week or something. I sat down on the floor and placed my chin on the edge of the bed, my hands in my lap.

"Alessandra told me about some Nordic party tonight. Maybe i can get us in?" I offered as i looked around and observed their reactions to the suggestion.

"You can do that?" Nace's eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Maybe. I don't know. I'm Nordic, but it might just be for the Nordic delegations."

"But if we win Denmark can mini claim a victory too because of you."

"Then both Serbia and the Netherlands can do the same. There can't be 4 winners, dude."

"No because they're not whole, Kris and Bojan are just part. You're 100 procent red and white. You're one complete little viking." Jure explained like it was basic knowledge. "Please Tuva, please." Jure pouted at me with big eyes and folded hands. It was impossible to say no to. "I need to get ut of this room, it's killing me. I can actually feel the life getting drained out of my body by the fingertips."

"Shut up, Macek, you just wanna go because you wanna get laid." I recognized the voice of our singer. I turned my head to see Bojan walk over to us. He was still wearing his coat and scarf so he'd probably just gotten home from hanging out with Käärija. I smiled at him.