This was all one huge mistake, really. Tom just wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, nor a bet.

Never in a million years would Tom have asked you out on a date on his own accord. This was Slider’s doing.

With a toothpick resting between his teeth and on his puffed out bottom lip, The Iceman— Tom, stared you down.

“Listen Frosty,” He sighed, referring to you with your callsign, “I ain’t actually interested, y’know? It.. I ain’t no pussy, though. And when Ron bets somethin’, I take it.”