The request:
Author's Notes | As a Latin woman with pretty white skin living in the burning hot Rio de Janeiro in Brazil - which they call "Rio 40 degrees" but is now reaching the absurd thermal sensation of 60! - I have to say I feel you, sister. I really feel you! Att. Shrimp Girl. Fuck I get sunburned for walking out on my yard. ON MY COVERED YARD! My skin is ridiculous #facts.
Info | Modern AU – because well, easy sunburns would be A REALLY HUGE problem in a society where there is no solar filter and the great part of activities was realized outside in the sun haha – requested by @notyouraveragegirl17
⁑ Warnings: None
Björn is a jerk and laughs at her situation.
"Babe you're lovely and sweet but how come you got sunburned by going to the drug shop? Will you become a piece of coal if I take you to the beach? haha"
Ubbe, on the other hand, is more worried and takes the situation too seriously.
"We must find a way to protect you a little more. *Rubbing water paste on her sunburns while talking* You're too delicate, love! No outside without filter for ya!"
Hvitserk tries to be more relaxed, despite of his worries.
"Oh, my poor fried shrimp! Come here, I'll put some refresher on your burns and maybe get a bite of this beautiful well-done beef!"
Sigurd is all tender and careful, not taking it super seriously, but worried about her pain more than the marks in her body.
"Do you want me to go to the pharmacy for something anesthetic for you? Are you sure it's not hurting too much?"
Ivar giggles at her return, but takes the situation less mockingly than his older brothers.
"You must be more careful, love."
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