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Kasei nodded slowly at what he said. It was hard to believe the tour was already beginning to come to a close, sometimes it felt like they had just started and at others it felt like it had been an eternity since they had been home. It would be nice to be home though, and even nicer to see Ville's family again, they hadn't seen them since Christmas. Ville's mother was probably going to fuss over them all like she always did when they had been away too long. "Yeah, it'll be nice to be home though." She admitted, sliding her hands into her pockets, warmed by the prospect of seeing the Hilden family again. She was a little surprised by his sudden question, although she supposed it was something that had been making her curious as well. "I don't know. Jukka never really does these things, so I have no idea where his head is at right now nor do I know about hers. He seems to like her though, and it seems like he's been keeping in touch with her...Maybe he'll try to make it work?" Kasei said.

"Isn't that the truth, unfortunately." Jukka said with a small sigh, shaking his head. He was fortunate that he got to do what he loved with his good friends, he might complain about other things from time to time but he had to admit that he had it pretty good. His parents even agreed on that, he was lucky they were happy for him that he was pursuing a career that he enjoyed - he could only imagine what Kasei's parents would think of her life choices. He had only heard a couple of brief mentions of her family before but from what he had gathered they were quite the opposite of his and Ville's families. The good thing though was that Ville's mother liked to treat Kasei like the daughter she never had. "Ah. I really enjoyed hockey, I used to be on our team in high school. Tanner used to be as well. Ville wasn't though, he wasn't exactly the...athletic type." He replied, shaking his head with a smile. Ville had never been much use during sports, back then he'd been quite clumsy.

"Really? Hmm. Well, I did promise to never butcher your language again so I think I'll just let the professional handle that one." He said, winking at her.

As they say, "Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear.". Tanner nodded to Sam as he took his seat at the bar, ordering another beer. "It's because he did shit like that all the time back in the day. If given the opportunity he'd probably still do it at this age." He said, smiling over to the auburn haired woman. His accent was a little stronger than Jukka's or Ville's and he was a little harder to understand - something that only intensified when he drank. Sometimes he'd even forget to use English all together when he got real shitfaced. In private he usually preferred to speak his native language.

"I don't remember." Kid admitted, laughing softly. She probably had mentioned it a while back and simply just couldn't remember, or Deidre had mentioned it. She knew that she had mentioned her parents before. She nodded when he said it was often a good thing to bring in new people to listen to the music. After a while she imagined you would eventually get tired when you'd been working on it so long you'd begin to over think at and not look at it as you normally would and having someone who hadn't heard it before might give a different opinion. "Really? I hadn't realized you guys weren't always serious." She said, smiling at that. Asphyxia were often quite humorous and she enjoyed their company a lot - they were often funny and laid-back but they also knew when to be serious too, which she appreciated.

Kit tilted her head slightly at what Vic said. "Really? I've never heard that before." She told him, honestly. Sure, people seemed to enjoy her company and she always liked to try to keep a positive attitude but she had never been told that before. It was nice of the bassist to say. As they made their way through the crowd and back toward the bar she saw that Tanner had rejoined the group. She guessed things hadn't gone as well for him as he had hoped with that girl from earlier. "Hmm..." She said after waving to Tanner and they reached the bar. "Maybe...A screwdriver?" She was pretty sure she had that before and had enjoyed it. Although frankly the either night after the first couple drinks, what she had ordered became a bit fuzzy.