How time flies

Oh brother...

Tom wasn't prepared to see tord sitting with them at one of the fair back tables WITH paul and patryk.
Tom felt his heart beating fast as Tom made his way to the table.
Tord didn't look at him.
Tord had his face stuck in a menu while Pat waved Tom down as Paul gave a small good luck smile.

Once Tom took a seat is when tord finally glanced above his menu and softly spoke.
"Why are you sitting here..we didn't invite you, soldier.." tord said coldly.
Tom felt shivers go down his spine but before Tom could speak pat slapped tord shoulder lightly.
"He's my friend and I invited him. Now either be nice or shut it" pat said crossing his arms as tord gave a quick glare at tom and let out a small growl and looked back at his menu.

The table went silent as Tord finally spoke again.
"Apologize, I didn't know, soldier." tord said, obviously irritated. He must have said it because he felt pat glaring at him, waiting for him to say sorry.

"It's no problem sir-" but Tom was quickly talked over by Pat once more.
"He has a name.." pat said glaring at tord once more as tord sneered under his breath nearly slamming his menu down onto the desk.
"My apologies...soldier.. What is your name?" tord said with venom in his voice glaring at pat.
"Thomas..Thomas Smith sir" Tom said, taking a menu and began reading it.
"Well nice to meet you, Thomas smith." tord sneered "happy now pat?" tord said, picking his menu back up, giving pat a side eye.
"Yes very much so. And it's dad to you." Pat said huffing happily looking back at his own menu.
"Ya ya whatever" tord said in a low growl.

Paul gave a small chuckle through sipping a cup of coffee before him.

As the waiter came around tord naturally got pancakes with sausage and extra bacon.
^that hasn't changed^ tom said, chuckling a little as he looked away.
Once it came around to Tom, Tom made sure not to order what he usually does.
"I'll have chocolate waffles and sausage please. Oh and could I get a cappuccino?"
The waiter smiled and guaranteed he would as she wrote it down.
The waiters didn't have to wear the soldier uniform though. They only had to wear a red button up and black jeans and black boots.
^at least he has common sense to not have them wear thin sweaters like I do and Paul and Pat."

Tom then looked back to see tord glaring intently at him.
Pat must have noticed and kicked tord leg under the table causing tord to wipp over at pat holding his leg under the table letting out a small grunt in pain before speaking
"What the hell Pat?" tord said with a hint of pain and annoyance in his voice.
"You're glaring at tom..and you're making him uncomfortable." pat said before taking a sip of what looked to be lemonade.
"Well i'm sorry if i'm not used to someone else sitting with us let alone you inviting your friends to even sit with us." tord sneered.
Before pat could respond paul did for him.
"I also invited him, Tord. He's more my friend than Patryke." Paul said looking down at his phone and looked to be reading a news article.
Tord looked over at Paul confused and shocked "you having a friend? Shocker. Well if he's Paul's friend too.. Which is a first.. I'll allow it. Since Paul never makes friends."
"Hey, that's not fair! You were gonna kill him if he was just my friend weren't you!?"
Tord chuckled "not now so don't worry." tord glanced at tom then went back to eating.
Tom was too scared to speak in any of this and was just quietly eating.

"Now tord please be nice and try to become his friend too. "
"Ya ya" Tord scoffed to Patryks common.

The table went quite again as everyone was eating.
Tom heard another thud under the table causing tom to quickly look up to see tord holding his leg and pat and tord glaring at one another.

Tom then scoffed and rolled his eyes and looked up at tom.
Tom looked around a little confused as to what was going on.

"So thomas.." tord paused and gave a quick glare at pat before continuing "which department are you in..?"tord said before taking another bite of his food with his eyes not leaving toms.