As the thunder starts to rumble louder and rain breaks over the house, hammering loud on the windows and roof, it's almost loud enough to drown out the voice outside. Almost, because that voice sure is loud and particularly expressive and punctuated by loud hammering on the door.

"Christ on a fucking stick, open the fucking door asshole before my little red cock freezes off out here!" It'd been a great idea, going to visit Johann now that he could, but Blitzø had not anticipated it being fucking freezing when he got here.