my first story on this so here goes!

Chapter 1: good morning.

Edd, Matt, and tom, as usual, are at the bar drinking. "we should probably head home", edd said in his drunken voice. "no, no. we'll be fine. just a few more." tom said, also in his drunken voice. "hmm, ok" edd said. after those few drinks, they headed home. they were drunk enough for them to fall over a few times. as they were walking, it started to rain. as their about to put there hoods on, they reach the front door. as they get out of their wet clothes and nightly routine, they go to bed. "ugh, my head" tom said. as he looks at his phone, it says "2:58pm". as tom goes downstairs to eat lunch, Matt and edd are already here. Matt's making lunch, and edds drinking cola, as usual. as tom goes to get a beer, he says his "heys". " hey Matt, hey edd, hey tord-". tom stops

Chapter 2: Why is he here!?

"TORD!?" Tom yells. "look, I can expla-" "NO! GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE!" Tom yells. as tom gets a knife, Matt and edd try to stop him.

"NO NO!" Matt and edd repeat as their stoping him. when everything's calm, tom speaks. "someone tell me why a commie is our house!?". "well, he stopped by and we let him in." Matt says. "whatever, I'll be back in a few hours" tom says. when he leaves tord- says "is he alright? I didnt mean to do anything." "he'll be fine. let's watch some movies." edd says. as tom goes to the bar, he thinks, "do they really trust him? why? why is he here? should I trust him? when tom gets to the bar he gets a few drinks, then some vodka, then shots. after all if that, he's pretty drunk. tom thinks, "I should probably call Matt." ring ring.

ring ring. "hello?" matt says. " hey *hic* can you come pick me up *hic*?" tom says in a drunken voice.

"sure. you drunk again?" matt says in an annoyed voice. "*hic* mabye?"tom says. "ok on my way." call ends. as Matt's driving to the bar, he was reflecting on what happened earlier. when he arrives to the bar, he gets tom into the car, and drives back home. when they get there, edd tells tom "tords sleeping in your room". as being drunk, tom didn't care what he said, he just said "ok" and went to bed.