Three days (TomTord)

Chapter 22: Chapter Titles are Getting too Long,

So I'm putting the endcard here for the people who wanna read it. Those who don't because they wanna keep the mood, ignore this.

WOOP, I'm so fucking shook on how fast I got this out considering other chapters. I just hope the posting time doesn't affect the reads like other times. Also, I feel like I should change my name. I'm semi popular now and I feel like 'TomTordTrash' isn't really all that original. Idk maybe something having to do with Matt.

In advance.....don't kill me please :D

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There are times when you mess up badly...and sometimes the mistake can eat you up inside.

The walk to Hamilfin was..interesting. We had to run half the way as to not be late, and on the way, some weirdo literally throwers skittles at us yelling "TASTE THE RAINBOW" other than that though, it wasn't memorable.

We got inside the building, waited our turn. Matt begged for the poster saying "sit down shon you FAT MOTHER *****" on it, but Tom pointed out it had foul language, and wouldn't let him get near it.

We got sat down, and we were around hundreds of inches from the stage. We sat high up, near the end of a row, me being at the edge, and Tom next to me.

"Ey, Tordle?"
"Stop calling me that."

Tom whispered over to me.

"I saw a bottle of beer outside...."
"Was it on the floor?"
"It was being sold, can I?"

I thought.

"You know what, sure. I'm not your mom, so do what you want."

Tom smiled. "It doesn't start for another five minutes!"

"Well go!"

Tom ran.

"BUT ONLY GET ONE!!"
"I'LL TRY!!"

And he was gone. Edd scooted into his seat, with a concerned look.

"Tord, I read your zodiac-"
"You read my zodiac?"
"I read your zodiac, it doesn't have good news."
"Why wou-"
"But it does, today might seem strange."
"It already does."

After five minutes, Tom showed up, clearly drunk.

"Tom! I said one drink!"
"O-oh. I thought you said three"
"Tom!" I hissed.

He sat, and the show started.

It was amazing! The loud noises at the start of songs, the rap, every character was thrilling.

I remember during Kink George's song, I was enjoying it, but looked to the left and saw Matt, Edd, and dunk Tom with offended faces. Edd turned to me.

"That's not even what we sound like. Right?"
"Matt does, but not you and Tom. Y'all sound American."
"Wo w, Tord."

Act one was gorgeous. It was great to learn about the war too, since I've never learned American history. Edd and Tom didn't care about it being the other side of their war, saying 'it doesn't even have to do with us' even though I persisted with racism, which only showed in Matt's slightly offended tone. However, he liked it a lot. I, on the other hand, fell in love.

We went to get snacks in between shows, got out into the hall with a large room that we entered through, and Tom looked sick. He seemed green and hungover.

"Seriously, already?!"
"N-no it's fine. I'll just... walk back."

Tom started turning around and I spun him.