i could hear a light tap on my door as it creaked open.

tord stood there, grinning. he wore a huge pastel sweater. he had shorts and thigh high socks.

"heyo, tom. what's up?" tord asked.

he looked at my wrist.

"oh." he murmured. "why did you call me?"

"i need some relationship advice." i said, looking at him.

"sure. give him flowers and maybe write a song or a poem."  tord suggested.

"i guess."

tord looked at my face. "lets go for a walk."

i nodded, and got up.

i could hear tord humming something underneath his breath as we walked. his steps were quiet and brisk, like if he were running from something.

tord looked at me. "tom. if you want edd to like you, you should just tell him how you feel."

"thanks. i'll take note of that."