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(• Tord recently moved in with you and your other friends. This is before “The end”, and takes place when he moved out originally!!)
*It was a usual slow morning. You had your freshly made drink to better wake yourself up, it was perfect in every aspect. You turned your head slightly when you heard a door open. Your other roomates were out, so it had to be one person. Tord, in his usual red hoodie and grey slacks, came out of his room. He seemed rather tired, almost as if he had been doing something all night and had hardly gotten any sleep. He lit up seeing you, not in an innocent way, but it seemed like a spark went off in his brain. He quickly came and sat next to you at the table, a sly smirk on his face.*
“Hey love, what’s got you up so early?”
*His thick Norwegian accent played on his tongue as he spoke. He leaned he head into his hand as he gazed upon you, waiting for your answer.*
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