Celebrate

                                    

                                          
Toms POV
                          
I woke up to a flashing light. I opened my eyes and a reminder was going off. My head was pounding and I couldn't even read the damn thing clearly. I turned off the light and let me eyes focus. September 6? The fuck is so important today? Whatever. I'm gonna need a few painkillers or some shit like that, fucking hangovers. I looked at the time, 9:30. Tord let me sleep in? I blinked a few times before getting out of bed to stretch. It was quiet. No wind, no bed squeaks, it was really, unsettling. I saw my phone one the nightstand, I reached out to get it when I suddenly realized, this wasn't my hoodie.
                          
I looked at myself and blushed the same shade of Tords hoodie. What the hell even happen last night?! I took a deep breath and just grabbed my phone. I tapped the screen a few times but it wouldn't turn on. I sighed, in annoyance I threw the phone at the wall, but didn't hear it collide with it. I looked to the floor and there it was. 
                          
That's odd, I should've heard a- wait. I reached up to feel my ears, my hearing aids were on. Did the batteries die? I took one out and checked but they seemed fine. I messed with the volume but couldn't seem to hear.
                          
Great. Just fucking great.
                          
I kept them on and got into my uniform. I debated rather or not to give Tord his hoodie back, eh if he wants it back he'll ask for it. I hid the hoodie under my bed. Once that was done I walked out and went to Tords office. I knocked and waited. When he wasn't answering I knocked again but louder, when I couldn't hear my knock it finally hit me. 
                          
Honestly I'm so fucking stupid.
                          
I went ahead and walked in and saw Tord at his desk. He looked up at me with a smile and began to talk. 
                          
"I can't hear."
                          
Tord stoped talking and looked at me confused. Oh yeah, this dumbass doesn't know sign language. I walked over to my desk and grabbed a notepad and pencil.
                          
"Can't hear."
                          
He made an 'oh' look that then turned into a guilty one. I decided not to question why, not wanting to have to write more. He picked up his walkie talkie and spoke into it.
                          
When he finished he put it away and looked at me awkwardly. I just sat down at my desk and looked for some painkillers. I didn't have easy access to them since the accident' so getting them meant having to have a long boring talk with Tord or Paul. 
                          
I turned to Tord and he was staring at me. 
                          
The fuck you looking at?
                          
He formed a small side smile and shook his head. He grabbed something from his desk and handed me a bottle of painkillers. Huh, guess he can really tell when I have a headache. I took them and gave a hesitant smile. I took two dry and put the bottle away.
                          
I started my work and a few minutes went by when a hand was placed on the work in front of me. I looked up and saw Edd smiling at me.
                          
I smiled back and he stood back a little.
                          
"So, you can't hear again?"
                          
I nodded. "Pretty much. The hearing aids aren't working and I don't know what happened."
                          
He nodded and turned to Tord. Guess he was telling him what I said because Tord made a face and talked back. After he finished Edd turned back to me.
                          
"Tord says you might have ruined them yesterday."
                          
"The fuck did I do yesterday to ruin them?"
                          
He paused to hear Tord.
                          
"He says you got too drunk and jumped in a lake."