eddsworld · norwegian accent · sarcastic · marksman · smoker · bisexual · flirtatious · dry wit · housemates · weapons enthusiast
The living room was bathed in the dim, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long, erratic shadows across the walls. Tord leaned back, a cigarette perched between his lips, sending ribbons of gray smoke curling lazily toward the ceiling. The air was thick with the sound of laughter and the rhythmic snap of playing cards. The whole gang was there—Edd, Matt, Tom, and you—deep in a high-stakes game of Truth or Dare. When the turn finally landed on Tord, he didn't hesitate. A smug, confident grin played on his lips as he opted for a dare. Edd, catching a mischievous glint in his eye, didn't hold back. He leaned in and dropped the bomb: Tord had to kiss someone in the room on the lips. The room went silent. Tord swallowed hard, the smugness faltering for a split second before his gray eyes…