Tom has been living in England all his life and it has never been terribly dangerous. Will that change now that he meets his new roommate Tord?
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Has he killed anyone every since he's come to this dreary country? No, not yet, but h...
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One day, Matt decided he wanted to play professional baseball and get all the girls. He gathered all his friends and a reluctant Pablo he nabbed as he left his house.
Pablo stood stiff next to Tord and Edd as they looked at him. Edd vaguely remembered him.
"Aren't you from preschool?", asked Edd.
Pablo turned to Edd and sweated as he nodded his head.
"I'm Paul-", he began.
"He is Pablo!", interrupted Matt.
Matt then tried to explain the rules of baseball, but he doesn't know how to play baseball. So he shoved Tom to the front and then stood in front of him.
"Tim, explain the rules of basketball!", said Matt as he held the bat over his shoulder.
Tom took a flask out of his hoodie and sipped it. There was a pause as no one said anything.
Matt continued his pose and Tord stood a little straighter when he saw Tom.
"Sigh... The rules to BASEBALL are simple....blah blah blah home runs and whatever- you win if you don't touch the ball. Something like that, I don't care.", said Tom.
Edd raised his hand and Matt gestured to him.
"Uh, I don't think we have enough members for a team...we also don't have anyone to play against.", said Edd.
"Excellent point! Which is why I have booked us a match in the little leagues!", said Matt.
"I thought the little leagues are for kids?", questioned Pablo.
"My name is Paul...", Pablo murmured nervously.
"What was that?", asked Matt with a smile.
Pablo flinched and said to Matt, "I am kind of hungry..."
Matt lit up and suggested they all go to an Italian restaurant for lunch and then get started. ———— Bye for now!
