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{ @possessedtwice ♚ ;;
Small bursts of hiccups could be heard slipping past his lips, wearing a playful grin upon his features, spreading as the current question that rang in his ears. Well, he knows he’s had a lot to drink, so much it might even be DEADLY. But did that stop him from trying to forget everything —–COURSE NOT. It took a second for him to realize who was speaking to him, the smile fading lightly, a hand hiding into his pocket while the other still clamped onto his drink.
It shouldn’t matter to HIM how drunk he was, as far as everyone is concerned, Tom’sALWAYS drunk of his ass. With a scoff and a quick turn around, so that his back was facing him, he acted as though he didn’t even HEAR what the other had said. A wide grin would form at the edge of his lips, finally answering him a second or so later, facing him.CORRECTION: He almost leaped onto him with both his arms, putting all his weight onto him as his arms just lazily drooped down his shoulders for support.
“ Heh…. Too drunk to even WALK that’s how much. ”
Oh he sounded so proud of himself. Despite how the drunk now weakly drooped over him. His body threatened to topple both of them, had Tord not managed to catch his own balance quick enough. Now that he was stabled, however, he instantly wondered if Tom would be so chipper about his intoxication if they fell onto the ground instead. That surely would’ve showed him.
“Then you’re too drunk to have any more.” He’s already pulling Tom off of him and into one of his arms. Mostly to reach Tom’s drink and get it away from him. “You went overboard again. How about going to bed, huh? I’ll even carry you and serve you water like you’re a princess if that’s what you want.” His voice sounds rough, even a bit sarcastic despite his full intention to do so. Though it would be regardless of what Tom wished in the end. He knew the drunk needed to rest and the thought of Tom stumbling around poisoning himself laid a thick blanket of annoyance on his heart.
EW Tom || Aesthetic board
❝One day you'll look back on this.... And cry. Because the future is always terrifying and when we think about the past it brings us back to a simpler time... Unless you had a shitty past then yeah whatever.❞
❛ i mean , honestly my entire existence is shitty . i’ve just stopped caring cause y’know , whatever not like there’s much of a point getting all worked up about myself . just cause my life is shitty doesn’t mean i have to give a shit . ❜
a staggered expression was given at the other half , eyebrows furrowing as tam restated the sudden facts given . ❝ so— you came through a mirror n’ ended up in my house... why.. and how ? ’ the male before her was quite familiar— something she was heavily reluctant to acknowledge ; who else had holes for eyes ?
( @possessedtwice / / starter call )
♗ oh yeah and tom too
◖ █ ❛ DANNIE’S PSD HOUR || Semi Accepting