Hans Larsson

"Cursed? I don't curse anyone, cutie. Our family are not the förbannade of ancient legend."

Bjorn and Hans were both pagans and didn't like hearing the words curse. The Swede shook his head and rolled his eyes because fuck! He hadn't come here to fight with this guy again. A trip up the stairs was for him to meet the other band members and he had to bash into Mr. Grumpypants again. What was his life?

"I've come to join the tour with my brother. It sounded fucking cool so here I am. You don't look so good. Elevators make you feel sick? I fucking puked up in one once because I drank too much."

The singer shrugged and then wondered if Gingerlocks was going to grab his hair or mess it up or something. Either way he kept his eyes on the Brit.