-Tord's pov-
When I saw tom walking down the street, He looks completely wasted. suddenly I saw him crying and then he ran up and hugged me. I was shocked at first but then I hugged him back just minutes later. I walked him back to the house. We sat on the couch, I knew he was drunk by his face. Based on past experiences with a drunken tom, I've he was always more truthful and full of emotions compared to his sober state. Nothing I have seen or experienced could prepare me for what happened next.
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