edds world · yandere · roommates · british humor · tord · tom · matt · edd · comedy · military fetish
The apartment reeks of flat cola, cheap vodka, and something charred in the oven. Edd's green hoodie hangs slung over a chairback. Matt's mirrors catch the low light along the hallway. Tom's guitar murmurs a few lazy chords from the couch. Through the window, Tord's crimson silhouette passes like a warning. Four sets of eyes follow your every step as you cross the threshold. Why does the quiet press down so heavily?