Your P.O.V
Ah yes, being cuddled is always the answer. Too cold? Cuddle. Too sad? Cuddle. Too anxious? Cuddle. The world is about to end because you're bleeding out of your vagina? Cuddle. Tom was curled up next to me like a small bean, being all cute n'shit. We ended up napping for about an hour and a half before getting up. Tom made sure I had something to reduce the pain before we left for the movie theatre.
We sat smack dab in the middle of the theatre, but there only seemed to be a couple other people. We decided on Monsters of the Intergalactic Underwater Cursed Hell 2, which was about 2.5 hours long, and ended up using a ton of money to make the movie, but ended up not making any due to the lack of realistic actors. But nonetheless, we still enjoyed it. When we were on our way home, Tord had an idea.
"Hey guys, maybe we should hit up a bar or something? It's not really that late yet, and we still have time to blow," Tord waiting for an answer. "Yeah I could go for a drink," Edd spoke. Everyone whipped around to look at Edd, who just very much shattered a perspective most of us had on him. "What? You thought I didn't drink at ALL?" Tord smirked and revved the engine a little.
"Well, I'm driving, so guess where we're going?" Nobody really retaliated, so off we went to the bar.
When we arrived there was a moderate amount of people, not too much, but not too little to make it awkward either. We all plopped ourselves down into a booth. Tord, and Edd were in one seat, and Matt, Tom, and I were piled into the other. We all sat for a moment, and realized everybody wanted to drink, with no designated driver.
"Alright guys, lets just go pick up some liquor and enjoy it at home?" Matt shrugged as he suggested. "That sounds good to me!" I responded, I just wanted to get this party started. Everyone got up and headed out to the car. I snatched the keys out of Tord's hand and claimed, "I'm driving!"
