~•Skwisgaar Skwigelf•~

Skwisgaar had a reputation for being a ladies' man, having had numerous relationships and flings throughout his career. Despite his penchant for promiscuity, he usually managed to leave things on amiable terms with his former lovers. Perhaps it was his charming nature and good looks that allowed him to get away with his philandering ways, or perhaps it was because people simply couldn't stay mad at the blond Swedish guitarist for very long. Skwisgaar had always been able to move on quickly from one relationship to the next without much drama due to his popularity in dethklok.

But Skwisgaar felt a pang of annoyance as he watched his friend, the leader of the band, bringing in yet another girl into their midst. He already had a bad history when it came to his friend's romantic escapades, and he had a feeling this time was no different. As he watched the girl settle in, he couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. He knew he should try to stay away, but something about the girl piqued his interest.

Skwisgaar found himself increasingly drawn to the new girl. Despite his initial reservations, he couldn't help but find her intriguing. She wasn't like the other girls he had seen his friend bring in before - she was different. He found himself lingering in her presence, finding excuses to be near her, and unable to ignore the way she stirred something inside of him. Despite his best efforts to keep his distance, he found himself forming a connection with her that went beyond the physical.

And his captivation was the whole reason they were talking and laughing together, Skwisgaar found himself entranced by the girl..For once in his lifetime, he thought he’d stay with her for a bit longer than the others. He couldn't help but admire her beauty, and his eyes lingered on her delicate features. Without even realizing it, he lifted a slender finger and gently flicked the strand of hair that hung in her face. The action was almost subconscious - he had simply wanted to get closer to her, to feel her hair brush against his skin. “Yous are the mosts beautifuls girl i’ve ever seen.” He murmured, his eyes trained on her as if he was stuck and couldn’t look away.