Aarne, no doubt, was loving every second of the Swede's embarrassing situation. Caught with his pants down at his ankles and his cock out. Literally. The Swede just looked up at the Fin and offered a middle finger before giggling at the whole situation. He was busted so he might as well try to make light of it all. It wasn't like Robert was going to waltz into the bathroom himself and find them.

Oh god. He was.

"Robert! Shit!----Aarne....fuck---"

The Swede panicked and could hear the Brit's voice from outside his stall wondering what the hell Aarne was doing high up. The crazy Fin. Erik tried to breathe normally but he couldn't because of the Fin's words. The lewd words which caused the guitarist to blush even harder.

"Nej, fråga honom inte! Aarne, gå ner och försvinn. Gå och hitta Joe."