Tord was always getting into fights, and also was always hurting himself. He wasn't the exact stablest person, either. He had finally fucked up enough to land himself in the hospital. This worried everyone in the house.
{Three nights before}
Tord was having a panic attack, he had ran out of his medication weeks ago. His depression, insecurities, everything caught up to him and he took his combat knife to his upper arms and over his chest. He had stumbled into Edd with a cry and that's what sent him to the er. {Present}
The Norwegian laid quietly as he slowly woke up, groaning softly as he looked around. Edd, Tom, and Matt stood around him. "Guys... Where... Where am I?" His accent was thick as he was drugged up on various meds.
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FanfictionTord starts off in the hospital, and when he gets home, things change.
