Drunk on Love (Tomtord)

Chapter One

Tom drove furiously, barely focused on the road.

He recieved a text from one of Tord's friends that he was drunk off his ass.

What was his name again? Paul? Yeah, that sounds right. He thought, his hands gripping the steering wheel. Whatever it was, it probably doesn't matter..

And the best part was, he thought Tord commit suicide.

Long story short; he was pissed.

He drove into a vast, grassy area. He spotted a base, visible on the highest point of a cliff. As he rode up the cement road, the trees began to thicken. Is this the right place? He asked himself, squinting. There was no visible address, just a bullet-pierced mailbox. He parked over to the side, getting out cautiously.

When Tom reached the entrance, he instantly felt someone was watching him behind his back. He felt a pair of eyes peircing into his skull. When he turned around, giving into the temptation, there was nobody there. He knocked on the door, nervous.

"I'll get it," he heard a voice gruffly answer. A moment later the door opened, and Paul stood in the doorway.

"Yo," Tom greeted akwardly.

"Hey," Paul responded, stepping aside.
"Come on in."

Tom nodded thankfully, stepping inside. The living room branched off in two ways, a hallway to the right and one to the left with a staircase. 

"So, uh... Where's Tord?" he asked.

"Go straight down, the metal door is his." Paul explained, pointing to the hallway on the right.

"Alright, thanks.."

Paul nodded, closing the door. Tom walked over, into the hallway. Instantly, he spotted the metal door.

He knocked, his irritation coming back. "Tord.."

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Tord was alseep from all the alcohol he consumed earlier. There was a wastebin next to his bed, and a glass of water sitting on his nightstand littered with hentai magazines.

He couldn't hear the knock, not even seeming to affect him.

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Tom sighed, going to open the door. "Tord, I swear to God, if you're watching that tentacle shit right now, i'll fucking kill you...."

He twisted the doorknob, walking in. He spotted Tord, making him sigh. "Still out cold.."

He walked over to the commie, then punched him in his shoulder.

Tord flinched, waking up instantly. He cried out in pain, looking up. "What the f-"

"WHAT THE HELL, TORD!?" Tom yelled. "I THOUGHT YOU FUCKING DIED!"

Tord sat up, idling in shock. "Wh-wha??"

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(A/N: Sorry to end it here! I put off this chapter for a while :"3)