uh- lift up your shirt. *wets a paper napkin a bit*

ehh..lets patch up your scratches tho. *goes and gets banages* c’mere, tordle.

if i fucking die of rabies then i blame matt *grabs racoon and throws it back outside* fUck YoU, rAccon!

oh shit- why didnt you get out?! *looking for racoon* oh and *tosses tord thermometer*

*knocks on his door* you okay?-

*time skip because im lazy* hey, im back. i got the thermometer so lets take your temperature now,,

*finishes breakfast* aight im gonna go to the store to get a thermometer now :p *puts hands in pockets and walks to the front door*

well shit- i’ll go get one after breakfast. *puts 2 plates down* breakfast is ready btw, tordle.

dunno. *makes bacon* :pp

((i like bucky xdd i still cri tho)) check the drawer? *changes into a different shirt and puts on hoodie* :/

((MRSTArK)) uuh- go fresHen up and then take your temperature,,

you fell asleep on the couCh all night!

((legit thats how i sleep-)) *gets up and brushes teeth* .3. *wakes up tord* waKe upPp

*nExt DaY* *drools* zZz.. ((lmaoski tord was left on the couCh))

*wakes up* nani- *looks up at tord* so cute uwu *gets up and puts blanket on him*

*snores* u_u

*passes out* x_x

>:0 ((“MY CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER TORDWHATTHEFUCK”))

*is nOw drunk* yOu FuCkin *hiCcup* cOMmie

norwegian daddy where are you