(Everything is in Tom's POV)

"Ugh..." I woke up groaning. The sun was shining in my face, blinding me. I brought my arm up to block the light. A strong bitter smell of alcohol floated throughout the room. Slowly sitting up, I look around and see I'm not in my room. My head was throbbing and I couldn't think straight. I held my head in my hands. Must've gotten drunk last night again. Hangovers suck. I was gonna just drink one bottle. How did I even do this? I don't even remember going to bed. What did I—

Knock, Knock

My thoughts get interrupted by someone knocking on my door.
"Tom? Are you awake?" A familiar voice asked, a bit worried. The sudden sound made my head pound. Recognizing this voice belonged to Edd, I answer with a scratchy voice,
"...yeah...I'm awake."
"Great! There's some breakfast in the kitchen if you want any." Edd said. Groggily, I got up from my bed and start to head for my door. I opened it and went to the bathroom while yawning. I looked in the mirror and saw my disheveled appearance. There were dark circles under my dark circles, or my 'eyes'. My dusty brown, spiked hair was poking out in weird places. I turned on the sink and started to get ready. Splashing some water in my face, I finished up. I looked back at the mirror and suddenly saw a glimpse of my eyes with purple smoke pouring out and me smiling.
"AH!" I gasped, startled. I look back at the mirror and my reflection is normal. It left as soon as it came. Weird. Must be the hangover.

I started to leave the bathroom and went back to my room to change. As usual, I put on my blue hoodie, black pants, and checkered black and white sneakers. I head to the kitchen for some food. I saw Matt looking in his mirror, admiring his 'beautiful face' at the table. Edd was cooking some bacon. I groan a bit, the headache still pounding. The other two acknowledged my existence and greeted me.

"Good morning Tom!" Edd said with a smile.
"Hi Tim!" Matt said alongside Edd. I roll my nonexistent eyeballs.
"It's Tom—"
"Oh! Right, Tom, someone is moving back with us today." Edd told me before I could correct Matt. I grumbled.
"Don't tell me- it's the fucking comm—"
"Yep! Tord's coming back!" He cut me off with excitement. I groaned in annoyance. It had already been more than half a year since the incident. Edd and Matt already forgave the commie, but me? I can't fucking stand him. He's visited a few times before too. All visits had ended with me locked in my room or him leaving early.
"Why?" I asked, sitting at the table across from Matt.
"Hmm...he didn't really say..." Edd said while scratching his head. "He just called a while ago, saying that he missed us or something." I put my head on the table, the thought of Tord plus my headache was a bit too much. I could already imagine what a nightmare it was going to be with him back.

A/n:

This first chapter is bad, short, and rushed. I promise it gets better! Scratch that, I hope it does.