Tords's POV:
I remove my shirt, then wrap it up with a plastic bag, so the smell of the vomit on the shirt wouldn't spread around the room I was in. Besides, I have a roommate.
My roommate is overly fond with me, that's why she does my laundry for me. Which I honestly do appreciate. I grab a sticky note and wrote down,
My hand writing isn't exactly the best. But I tried, she can read my handwriting anyway. I go to her room and put the sticky note on her hand. Lets hope she doesn't crumple the paper in her sleep.
I go to my closet, hoping to find something to wear. I found a white sleeveless shirt. This will do. I went up to my bed and let myself fall asleep.
The next day, I woke up. On my bed I saw my grey shirt folded nicely, and no more vomit. Guess she saw the note, that's good.
I took a quick shower and ate cereal. Then I went to attend Art class. I go to my seat , and couldn't help but notice a man. Who looked exactly like the one from last night, who puked on me.
I was quite curious to know the man's name. And since the teacher was checking attendance, it was my chance to know his name. As the teacher calls my name and some other students , the teacher says, "Thomas Thompson". I look at the black eyed male.
And he eventually said " Here." which basically means his name is Thomas. Does he have a nickname? Tom maybe? Then, I hear the teacher mentioning we were going to have a group project, with four people each group.
Time skip to recess because yes.
In the cafeteria, this was where people were offering other people to join their group for the project. A few girls came up to me, but one girl got my attention, not romantically may I add. She called me by some nickname, "Would you like to join my group Horned Hot- I- I mean, Tord..!" What was she about to call me?
Jesus Christ, did people make up a name for me? Then I see someone approach me, he wore a green sweater. He came up to me and said, "Hi! I'm Edd. Me and my two other friends would like for you to join us in our group for the project!" He pointed to who his two friends were.
One of them were Thomas, so I couldn't help but immediately accept the offer. Oh, and I forgot to mention, that the project was about landscapes. Apparently we were supposed to paint a landscape, and all four of us should paint in one canvas. We were allowed to look at references.
"Uhhh, yeah sure. I'll join." I replied. "Great! Were gonna meet at my house to do the project." . Before leaving, he added, " Oh! Also, I'll be the one providing the art materials. I have lots of them!", I simply nodded.
Skip to the end school QWQ.
Also, he gave me the address to his house. When I knocked, Edd opened the door for me. There was a big canvas and paint to use. There was a ginger haired male. Who simply gave me a soft smile. Then there was Thomas, who was just frowning , while doing the Indian sit. Thomas then spoke up "Edd! Why is this weirdo here??" Huh, it seems like he doesn't remember me.
But, I guess it makes sense, he was drunk. "Tom! Its rude to call our partner a ' Weirdo'!" . And after a little argument, we did the project. Edd said that he was to sketch it out though. As some kind of opportunity, I grabbed his hand and pinned him to the wall.
"Do you really not remember what you did to me?" He was confused and a bit flustered at the same time. He ended up stuttering a bit, "N-no!" He pushes me off him, "I haven't even met you before!!" I stare at him a bit, and for some crazy reason. My instinct was to kiss him, which I did. I tasted what seems to be strawberry lip balm. "Are you using Lip balm?" I asked him.
He just stood there, quite red. He ran away from me. Wow, am I that terrifying? When I came back, I noticed Tom kept avoiding me. Quite reasonable. Wait, am I progressing things a bit too fast? Perhaps yes.
I'll have to slow down for him.
EyYYyYyyyyy. Quite cringey- welp anyways. Hope you enjoyed this somehow :D
-Me
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