Stranded

Failure

(Tom's POV)

I can't stop the tears. I try. I really do. But I give up. Not much of a surprise, coming from me.

Failure has become a part of me in daily life, thus drinking is one of the only ways to momentarily escape its rough grip. Smirnoff has become one of my closest pals, always there for me whenever I get too stressed out. This time is different however. I left my flask on the ship, and I'm stuck with him now, slowly drifting away from my comforts.

I hate that stupid commie. Hell, it's probably his fault the boat caught on fire. Must've tossed one of his cherry cigars near some oil... Yeah, that's probably it.

But now, now I'm stuck with him, alone on a life boat with him, leaving behind Edd and Matt for HIM. Why oh why did this have to happen...