ᴘᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴀᴜ (ꜰᴛ. ʏ/ɴ)

New Dude and Dudette

{Living Dead Girl}
[Rob Zombie]

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Tord Lederson was on the train heading to his new roommate, Edd Gold. He wasn't really excited about visiting his friend who lived in a different country than him. But he needed the excuse of moving out of his mother's place. About to touch the pole of the train, until a hand grabs his before he got the chance.

"I wouldn't recommend touching that. Let's just saw, London is known for their very un cleaned trains." A feminine voice speaks to him. Tord looks at her, going right in the face at the fact of a literal girl was touching him.

She points over at some people who were on the bus. One old lady coughing violently on the other pole. One middle age man sneezing in his hands and rubbing it on the seats, and a baby who just threw up on the ground. "N-noted..." He says in disgusted.

"You just came to London?" She asks him, letting go of his arm and stuffing them in her black hoodie, with a metal band logo on it. "Uh, yeah. How did you-" "Heh, no offense. But anyone who lives here doesn't just wear "I Heart London" it's more of a tourist thing really unless you really just love your country. And also your accent."

He scratches the back of his neck. "Uh yeah, not my choice really. I'm just staying at my friend's place. He invited me to live with him." Tord answered her, trying not to make eye contact with the girl. But he did get a good look of her.

She was kinda the same height as hime. She wore a dark grey beanie with a horns on each side, a black hoodie with a band logo on it, black/blue jeans, and a pair of black and white Nike. She had a bit of a resting bitch face but he found it kinda hot.

"Huh, what a coincidence. So am I, I'm visiting him right now. He really wanted me to come stay with him. My mom wanted me out anyway. So, I didn't have a choice either." She tells him. "Y/N, Y/N L/N." She holds her hand out to him. He takes it, looking at this time. "Tord, Tord Lederson."

"Also um... Do all British folk just stare at new comers like they want to kill them?" Tord points out at a man who looked almost like their age. He was a bit shorter than Tord, had no eyes...or a mouth..or ears. Spiky brown hair, a blue hoodie, and checker shoes. "Uh...that I can't answer. Just don't make eye contact...or any form of contact. Oh, this is my stop." The girl tells him, walking to the doors of the trains.

"Strange, uh mine too." He informed her. She lets out a small chuckle. "Maybe are roommates are close. Who knows, c'mon. If anyone sees your a newbie they might try and make you buy something...and you look broke."

Tord, taken back by her words, couldn't even be mad because in reality she was right....he spend his last bit of cash on a new hentai that got released. It was worth it. Looking back at the girl as he couldn't help but kinda fan boy a bit.

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Tord may have to be stuck in this crappy country, but at least he got to talk to a hot chick, and she's walking beside him. Maybe he could get her number...he felt his palms sweat and his heart race. Thinking dirty thoughts before a finger snaps in his face.

"Yo, you good. You spaced out on me. I was saying it's getting late. But my roommates place is right here. You close to yours yet?" She asked, point with her thumb at a small one floor red and yellow house. Tord read the address on it. "Um...this is also his pla- Is your roommate named, Edd?" He questions her. As he watched her eyelids lift up in surprise. That awnsered his question.

"Yeah...Edd. Wait, y'know him? He didn't tell me he had anyone else that was gonna be staying with him? Odd...also- did that lunatic REALLY followed us all the way here?!" She whispers/ screams the last part. Not making eye contact with the blue hooded man behind her.