T'was late on a Thursday. Edd and Matt are fast asleep, and Tord is sitting on the curb with nothing but his thoughts, a gun in his hoodie, and a dim lamppost. It's almost midnight. It's almost morning. And Tom hasn't been seen since three o' clock. [What I mean by "light" is that it's not straight to the point shipp...
there's a murderer in town 👀👀 and this murderer, fires exactly four bullets during this timeline of events (hence the title). On a night where all four boys are trying to stay safe from the attacks, Tom is sent to a bar to go fetch a drunk Tord, but things go slightly downhill from there. ((The introduction has the...
this is the story about how I became friends with the smartest kid in school. the story about why he was so smart. the story about how he took over the world, and made me his second in command. how my friends died trying to overthrow him. and, y'know... everything in between. it's.. lengthy, but that's only because I...
Tom can't take this anymore, can he? He's losing his mind thinking about it. Thinking about him. Him. Him him him him. What was his name? Oh right, how can Tom forget? He could never forget what he had done to Tord Larsin, the Red Leader.