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No one's POV It's been a few days after Tom took Tord to his apartment, and he's slowly becoming tired. Tord wouldn't stop asking for his forgiveness, he wanted nothing to do with him, yet the horned boy was too stubborn.
Tom decided to go to work a bit early today; he did not want to see the other's face. Stood from the chair he sat on, he was drinking his daily dose of coffee. "Remember not to burn down the house" tom mumbled as he got his coat and made his way to the door.
The day went pretty slow. His boss had been a pain in the ass telling him to do things better because he was too "slow". The stress went to the next levels when the 13-year old girls decide they want to try something new, and they are clueless about the menu.
He took his cap and apron off as he sighed. "Good work today," his boss said, he rolled his eyes and nodded. Then, he made his way out of the coffee shop.
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Tom closed the door behind him as he put his coat away. The house was silent, you could even here a mouse fart.
He saw a note on the kitchen counter and read it through.
Dear Thomas
This is unfortunately not a suicide nor an escape letter. I went to the store to grab something for myself also, check on your room, I left something there.
-mostly not sincere, Tord
Tom felt sort of relieved after knowing Tord would come back, but at the same time, he was disappointed. After reading the letter, the feeling of curiosity sparkled in him but was also hesitant about going into his room, maybe it was a bomb.
He got a harpoon from the living room and opened his room door, keeping the harpoon up. He saw some lavender and a note next to it.
Forgive me? ;)
'This boy' Tom thought as he shook his head. The other boy was naive to think tom would forgive and forget easily. He thought it was cute. He kept the note in a box of memories he had, it was hidden under his bed and placed the lavenders into a base.
