unsure what this is and im unwilling to read it so im just gonna post it sorry past me
Tord layed in bed, asleep, when something, or someone, slapped him awake. He sat up, greeted with his own face staring back at him.
At first, he assumed a mirror was placed there whilst he was sleeping, it was a little less strange than what's actually going on. Though, it still wouldn't answer why he was just slapped. Maybe he was being pranked, though, it was the worst prank he'd seen in his life.
Neither of them moved for a second, then in a sudden moment of realization, Tord went back to bed.
The next morning, or should i say, at noon. Nobody wakes up in the morning these days. He looked around, seeing no mirror, or "clone" of himself. He got up, assuming it was a strange dream.
He went to leave his room, but as soon as he opened the door, there was Tord, actually, lets call him............Tird. Yeah...Tird. So, Tird smiled at Tord, who was still very confused by this, and was backing away from him, a bit scared.
So I dont know how romance works, and neither do I know how to end a story, and im also not going to write about people fucking so all you need to know is they had sex that night. Get your filthy little brains to work, because i might decide to do it for you next chapter.
With that literary masterpiece out of the way, suggest another story since im an uncreative piece of crap who only ships one thing. And i guess it's like one of those oneshot things now. Even though.......this one might have two.
