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A drunken night of crying

Ricky's P.O.V    (Hope you don't mind me using Ricky guys )

    I have a nudge to this passed out drunk, he had come in looking like a mess. His hair was ruffled and spiked, kinda looked like devil horns. Huh, weird. I gave him a shove off the stool and he fell with a loud Boof
   "Mate, you might wanna go. I have to clean up soon and Buck doesn't like any late customers." I said softly, I knew how painful a hangover was and I'm pretty sure it was over a breakup, so this guy here was probably unstable. The costumer staggered up and fell into Ricky's arms, crying.
"I killed him!" He wailed, his accent thick, nothing that Ricky's ever heard before, he was new to Europe and all...

   "Calm down! Killed who exactly? Your pet? Did you accidentally forget to feed it or something?!" I said trying to comfort this wailing maniac, I don't think I was helping
    "No! Not a pet! Tom! I killed Tom" before Tord could continue he received a text:
         • ❤️ Thomas Larson ❤️ •
T: Where the fuck are you? Edd thinks you left because you were mad.
                                         What? Is this a joke?
                                         I saw you die yesterday, 
                                         Who is this??

T: Are you fucking high? I didn't die yesterday. I would know Tord. Jesus your so stupid, get back to the flat before Edd has a meltdown. Asshole.

Tord gulped and felt tears stream down his face. "He's...he's not dead!" He whispered his voice shaking . Ricky patted him on the back. "Well that's great and all but you need to pay for all the drinks you had last night"
Tord wiped his tears away and fixed himself, sudden new air about him. "I will not pay for anything. I am you leader Ricky Plumbfall and I intend to be treated as such, yes you have shown me kindness, better than most bartenders but I will be taking my leader now. Understand?" He said, his voice commanding, a slight edge to it.

Ricky gulped and nodded "Yes-Yes sir!" The bartender then scrambled away to go find something to clean. Tord made his way back to Edd and Matt's flat. He was confused and intended to know what had happened. Maybe it was just his drunken state that made him dream that. It was the most reasonable of answers.