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3rd Person POV:

Edd and Tom sat next to each other while Tord sat next to Matt. "Fuck you, Jehovah's Witness." "Fuck you too, Commie." "Guys, you're distracting me from my handsome face!" Tord crossed his arms and set them on the table. They went here to eat pizza and have fun, but they'd all been arguing before the food was even ordered.

They went silent and waited, and a waiter soon came to their table. "C-can I start you off with any drinks?" The boy asked, sounding a bit nervous. Tord looked at the waiter and nearly fell out of his seat. To Tord, the waiter was the cutest, most handsome man he'd ever seen.

'Wait... I'm not even gay.'

Tord's face reddened, and the others ordered their drinks. Tord simply ordered some red wine, and Tom noticed how flustered he seemed. After the waiter left to fetch their drinks, Tom snickered. "Someone likes the waiter-" "Tom, shut the hell up." Tom frowned at Tord, but his smirk came back.

"Well, if you're not a pussy, you'd give him your number."

Tord gaped at Tom, and Matt set his mirror down. "You know, he has a point." Matt decided, only making Tom's smirk widen. Tord looked at everyone, his gaze falling on Edd. "Uhm... well... I guess..." Tord scoffed. "Fine! After we're done and-and everything, just you wait! I'll give the hot waiter my number, because I'm not a pussy!" Tom rolled his 'eyes'. "We'll see."

Soon enough, the waiter came back with all of their drinks. Tom got Smirnoff, Edd got Cola, Matt got water, and Tord got red wine. "Alright, did you think of what you'd like?" The waiter asked. Now, Tord saw his name tag, which was labeled as 'Jon'. "A large pepperoni pizza, some mozzarella sticks... yeah, that's all." Edd replied. Tord took a sip of his wine as Edd spoke, and Jon soon left.

"Uh... do you guys have paper and a pen or something?" Tord questioned. Edd pulled a notebook out of his hoodie pocket and set it on the table. "Hang on..." Matt got his man purse out and searched through it, soon finding a pencil. "Damn... I'm seriously doing this..." Tord mumbled, ripping a piece of paper from the notebook. He used Matt's pencil to write his name and number on it, also leaving an explanation.

"How does 'hi, you're really hot' sound?" Tord said, making Tom and Edd snicker. "Great job, Todd!" Matt complimented. Tord hid it in his hoodie pocket, drinking more of his wine. Tom had already finished his Smirnoff, starting to get really drunk. Edd and Matt put their things away, and Tom made fun of Matt for his man purse. After a long while of waiting, Jon came with the pizza.

Tord kinda spaced out, not paying attention to anyone. He was too busy thinking about how he'd give the paper to Jon. How he would laugh in Tom's face after he did it. And maybe... if the waiter actually texted him. While he was thinking, the pizza was being eaten. Now, there were only two slices left.

Matt took one and ate it quickly, knowing that he probably wouldn't eat pizza again for a long time. He was always too busy, then again, he never did anything. Does that even make sense? Tord snapped out of it when Matt hummed in delight. "What- aww, damnit." Tord took the last slice and ate it, seeing how happy Tom seemed at that moment.

'That little bitch.'

After they were all finished with their food and drinks, they split the bill. Tord added a tip and ended up leaving the paper with the money. "Pussy." Tom commented as they walked to the car. Tord didn't respond, getting a bit anxious.

- Time Skip -

Tord was just watching hentai in his room. He'd completely forgotten about the waiter stuff, but it came back to him when his phone chimed. He picked it up and gawked at it.

"Hey... wanna hangout sometime?"

"It's Jon, by the way."

He reread the two messages over and over, turning his T.V. off. He didn't want to seem too desperate, so he waited about fifteen minutes before replying.

"Wow, I didn't think you would actually respond. I'm Tord."

He jumped when he got an instant reply.

"Nice to meet you! Well, one of my roommates wouldn't be very happy if anyone tried to come over. Wanna go to a nearby park tomorrow night?"

"Sure. At the one near Walmart? At 7?"

"Okay! I'll see you there."

"Bye."

Tord set his phone aside on his bed, but ended up pushing it off. He wondered how it would go tomorrow, and if they'd have a second date. All because Tom called him a pussy.