Jitters Page #4
anyway. How's school?
- But you did good this spring?
- Yes.
That's the most important thing.
Will you hunt reindeer this year?
Yes, we'll be in sector three,
but I applied for them all.
We were there last year,
Right now, I'd really like
to know where he is.
- Who?
- My dad.
Don't you know his name?
I know that his name is Haraldur
and that he is a complete loser.
She promised me that someday
she would tell me who he is.
Isn't it about time?
- Hi.
- Hi.
- How are you?
- Fine.
We're on our way out.
We're looking at an apartment.
Are you going to
rent an apartment?
Just she.
I'm going to get going. I just
got a contract at a salon.
- My first day.
- OK.
Do you want to come by later?
I'll use you as a guinea pig.
Guinea pig! I'm not sure...
Of course you'll go, Gabriel.
Get a haircut.
Drop by later. You're cool.
See you later.
Who was that?
Just a friend.
I met him in Manchester.
- Isn't this a nice apartment?
- Very nice. Very cozy.
- Nice kids?
- Yeah. A little peculiar.
Don't be alarmed by the mess
in the hallway.
- You've met Hallur.
- Yeah, hi.
- Greta, right?
- Greta, yes.
- This is Freyja.
- Hi
- And Geiri.
- Hi.
Walk around. Your room
is right next to mine.
Don't you want to
take a look?
Good afternoon.
Are you going
to the party tonight?
Welcome. There's beer, punch
and vodka in the kitchen.
I can understand two or four hours,
but now she's just being spiteful.
You're such an idiot.
She's just hurt. Understandably.
But still, this
wasn't anything serious.
Hi!
Nice haircut.
Answer one question...
Who threw up on you? I'll find
him and beat him up for you.
Get bent. Seriously.
- No, really. What is this?
- High lights.
- No sh*t. Why do you have this?
- I don't know.
Just a little change.
You have to get used to it.
A little change? He got a new
plumage. Like a bird.
Are you finished? - Just about.
I'll have another.
Hi, Tara, it's me.
Why didn't you come to the party?
You know, I can explain,
Greta understood me.
- I want everybody out!
- It's my home too.
Quiet! This isn't
a damn club!
Geiri is acting like an idiot.
Just come.
Do you want
to talk to Geiri? Bye!
You're just drunk and boring.
I can understand that you're mad
but now you're just spiteful.
Spiteful, that's a word.
What a b*tch.
- Are. You having fun?
- Yeah, aren't you coming?
- I'm on my way.
- OK, see you then.
Wait a minute.
Hi, Gabriel.
- How's it going?
- Fine.
Come on in.
This is my brother, Aron.
Aron, this is Gabriel.
Is that the guy who was
with you in Manchester?
Yes, he kept me alive.
- Look at you. Are you stoned?
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