You grab a ridiculous amount of things, but that is probably good. Tord doesn't seem to have much. You bring some CDs - you hope he likes the music you like, cheesy 80s music and pop punk. You grab blankets and fuzzy socks, and you grab sweatshirts. You throw one on - it's a dark turquoise color, and the drawstrings are uneven. Perfect.
You rush into the bathroom to grab anything else you'll need. You figure dry shampoo is a good idea, along with other necessities.
And things are loaded up in the car. Tord seems mildly impressed with how fast you packed things, but that's because you have dreamed of leaving this trash motel for years.
And you finally can leave.
You get into the car, Tord in the driver's seat.
"Ready, Laurel?"
You smile and nod.
"Hell yeah."
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convenience stores and tile floors
Fanfiction"let me come with you." tord wants to drive. laurel wants to be free. fandom: eddsworld (not sticking to canon) pairing/characters: tord and laurel (platonic) technically, yes, this is an eddsworld fic. HOWEVER, it can be read with little to no kn...
