Tom was sitting in the bathroom by 3 am, throwing up and chugging more water than he could even dream of drinking in one day. It was already 8 in the morning when he finally stumbled out the bathroom, finishing a bottle of water with dull eyes and a blank face. By the time he stumbled his way over to the couch, his two friends were already happily texting within the revamped group chat.

           "Who's ready for some fancy clothes shopping!?" Matt started off in the chat around 6 a.m.

          "I will be! After I finish this animation," Edd replied a few moments after.

          "Ooooooooh~ I call being the first to see it!" Matt jeered.

          "Hehe, okay Matt," was the last text sent by Edd. Leaving the chat silent for about one hour. Well, that is until Tom finally got a grip on reality.

          "Morning you cheery duo," Tom texted, resurrecting the chat.

          "Good morning Timothy!" Came the first response from Matt, which was then followed by, "Good morning Tom," from Edd.

          "Wait who's Tom?" Was the exact text that made Tom give himself a nice face palm. His hand dragging down his face as he let out a rather loud groan. But as he finally managed to peak out from between his fingers, he was relieved to see Matt follow it up with a, "JUST KIDDING!~"

          "Heh, you really got me Matt," Tom texted, though a bit suspicious that Matt was just simply corrected by Edd, somehow.

          "I know I did, because I'm the best!" Matt beamed to the chat.

          "Whatever helps ya sleep at night Matt," Tom replied before finally setting aside his  phone with a yawn. He was debating between chugging a few more bottles of water, or taking a quick nap. He ended up deciding neither and getting up to get ready a bit early. Plus, a shower just sounded really refreshing that morning.
          He was right too, the feeling of that nice flowing water hitting his naked body soothed his aching muscles and mind. The streaming liquid would flow down, over, and around his muscles. The steam emitting from the water filled, then cleared his senses finely. Oddly enough, his hair mostly kept its spiked-up shape. Even with all that water pouring on to it, flowing down on to his scalp. The whole sensation of his shower just brightened his mood in general. It always felt great to be so nice and clean! To Tom, it was a break into heaven. It always gave him time to think. Mainly it was thoughts about that incident nowadays, or even just how that could've all been avoided.
          Then again, maybe it could've been even worse. If Tom didn't find that flyer and confront Tord in time... He could've gotten away with it. Alive and well. All for some plan that Tom still isnt sure of even a year later!

          Tom didn't have time for another essential crisis. He had a date-well a hangout with alive friends to get to. So like the shower's knob, he turned off those disturbing thoughts. Stopping its flow efficiently, for now at least.

A/N
Hello, I'm sorry for the really short chapter. I work and well, need to regain some motivation. Hopefully the next chapter will be w a y longer.
-Hunder