7. The drunkard

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A small pub with nice decor

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A small pub with nice decor. That's where Thor found the ex-husband. Drunk or precisely drowned in booze. Well, he smelled like he had bathed in one of those huge wine barrels.

The bartender says, "He's wasted, Man. The poor bastard. Don't think he had much money to come here anymore. Can't drink his sorrow away no more."

Thor pays for the guy's bill and takes him home. He vomits on Thor's Dior's shirt.

He curses when he lifts the guy into his car. No use talking to a wasted man. Thor did what a desperate man would do.

He kidnapped him.

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(Kirk/ Hellene's ex-husband)

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(Kirk/ Hellene's ex-husband)

"Stop that noise! My head is killing me!" curses Kirk.

Thor stops his electric shaver.

The drunkard looks more sober this morning. He looks pissed too. He looks around the half empty apartment.

He asks, "Where am I? Shit! I, I know you..."

"Thorald Larsen."

"Yeah, you're him. Why am I here?"

Thor shows him a piece of paper and says, "Last night we drink together. You agreed to be a director for my new movie. You even signed the contract for me."

"I did? Sorry, mate. Too drunk to remember it. No one would use me..."

No need to feel guilty. He won't remember a thing. Won't even know it's a fake signature on ads. Not the real contract yet. Guess I learned how to con someone from Hellene...

Burp!

Kirk vomits to the floor.

Thor curses.

He is planning to sell this apartment. First he has to clean the mess this drunkard made.

Thor sighs and then says, "I'll make you Coffee. You take a shower. And be a human again. We will talk after that."

An hour later...

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