The Traitor and The Communist

What's Up Doc?

Song-The Night Pat Murphy Died By: Great Big Sea

"Hey man." Tom starts, adjusting his checkered bracelet as he does so.
"Yeah?"
"Can you pass me that?" Tom guesters towards the remote on the table next to Tord. Using the remote Tord turns on the telly and lightly tosses the remote at Tom. Just as he catches it Tord's phone goes off in his sweater pocket. Tom grunts in annoyance at Tord shifting to grab his phone. The phone alerts Tord of a doctors checking in appointment in a few days, Tord sighs in response and lets his head fall back, hitting his head on the arm rest of the couch.

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"How much longer?" Matt whines, his legs barely able to swing between the flimsy legs of the plastic waiting chair.
"A few more minutes." A nurse in blue scrubs answers from behind a half moon shaped receptionist desk, before grabbing a clipboard and some gear then walking away.
"Its been 'a few more minutes' for the past hour." Tom complains, his arms are crossed across his chest, and one of his legs is resting on the top of his thigh.

Edd quickly checked the time on his phone as he spoke,
"I'm sure it won't take long." Tom grumbled something similar to a curse under his breath and crossed his arms tighter.

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"Are you sure?" Tord nods and folds his hands neatly on his lap, his leg bouncing with impatience.
"Alright," The doctor, who Tord had learned the name of, Dr.Florence, checked off another box on his familiar checkbored.
"What about," Dr.Florence looked over his already completely checked list, they had finished in the first twelve minutes or so, he was just stalling now. "Aha, have you had anymore fainting spells? Any other negative effects due to the pills or other wise?"  Tord shook his head, the repetitiveness was starting to get to him.

Dr.Florence sighed, before he adjusted his glasses so that they rested lower on his nose.
"Well, I guess that just leaves one more thing." He sits down on a rolling stool next to Tord, who is sitting in an examination chair.
"We really should discus your post recovery situation and what minor medication you might need, but unfortunately I'm needed elsewhere. Besides  it isn't particularly crucial currently, you seem to be okay all things considering, we'll  let you know when your results come back. So until next time Tord." They both stand up and shake hands, a nurse walks up to Tord and gestures for him to follow.

He walks over to the trio who are sitting in seemingly  uncomfortable generic chairs, due to the fact that they were sitting on the chairs as little as they can, whilst still staying on them.
"You ready?" Edd says as he stands up and claps his hands together once. Tom and Matt stand up as well, one of their backs audibly cracking as they did so.
"Yeah," Tord shakes a slightly newer bag of pills, "just have to sign the last bit of paperwork."

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Edd's car clunks every few seconds as they hit a bump, dirt flys past the windows as the car drives  down a gravel dirt road, gravel bounces off the bottom of the car making a clinking noise. Tord shifted the small paper bag on his lap, as he stares out the car window. Distant homes appear and disappear again in the horizon and Tord watches the closer fields as they pass by. A soft snoring sounds out throughout the car, barely audible above the radio and the gravel hitting the bottom of the car. Tord looks over his shoulder to see Tom slouched over asleep, his head swaying slightly in his sleep.

He jolts slightly as Tom's head falls onto his shoulder on an akward angle. The car hits a larger bump and Tord freezes watching Tom carefully. He does nothing but shift his head slightly and move a bit closer to Tord. Edd makes eye contact with Tord in the rearview mirror and gives him a sly smirk, then quickly taps Matt on the arm and points behind them before returning his full focus on the road. Matt looks at Edd with a puzzled expression then glances behind them, he quietly chuckles and a shit eating grin plasters itself on his face. He wiggles his eyebrows at Tord before turning around again.

Tord lets out a small huff, slight embarrassment written on his face. His eyes flick down to look at Tom, who was now hugging Tord's robotic arm and burying his face into it, Tord was thankful he wore a longer sleeved shirt. Tom's snoring was slightly muffled due to said sweater, but nonetheless he was sleeping peacefully on Tord. The car hits a bump causing for everyone to lurch forward some, Tom
shifts in his sleep a bit holding onto Tord's arm with a light death grip.

Edd makes a left and they're back on a main road, buildings start to gain in numbers and get closer to the road. Other cars slowly start appearing and soon strangers are walking on the sidewalks. The buildings get taller and the countryside homes turn into flats and apartment complexes.

After driving for a bit more they pull into a parking lot. Edd heads inside to get Tom's spare keys, whilst Matt stays back to help Tord get a passed out Tom into his apartment. They shimmy Tom out of the car and with a little effort and carry him in, each holding an end of Tom. Tord is holding Tom up with his arms tucked under Tom's and wrapped around his waist, Matt held Tom by the legs in a similar fashion.

Holding Tom like this, Matt and Tord carefully manoeuvred Tom through doorways and into the elevator. Tord held Tom with one arm awkwardly and pressed an elevator button. When they got to their floor Edd was waiting keys in hand. After they laid Tom down in his bed Edd and Matt left. Tord stood in the doorway and examined Tom's bedroom.

The bed was pushed up against the back wall in a corner. There was a small pile of clothes next to the dresser on the left wall of the room, a little to the right of that against the back wall was Tom's base guitar with a small, portable amp next to it. Some posters adorned the walls but other then that the room was relatively empty. Tord sighed and exited the bedroom and headed for the kitchen.