Karens? Definitely Annoying Shits, Healing people? Indefinitely a Waste
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Life was serene.
If you take the effort of ignoring villains and vigilantes and all those pricks outside, disturbing poor Tommy's civilian life.
When can he catch a break?
The answer is: never.
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It was 7:00 sharp, and Tommy opened up his Café for the day.
He had hoped to get some customers today, as he was feeling pretty lonely.
People just came in and out, and no one took any attention to Tommy's troubles.
No one even asked why a kid could be working at a café.
Well, not that he cared, but he wanted someone to care.
These few years he had felt really abandoned ever since the incident.
He remembered faintly that one of the officers were interrupted by the other, once mentioning that a Villain may have caused it.
If Tommy were to ever set his eyes on fire, he would have a mix of emotions swarming inside him.
Anger.
Anxiety.
Depression.
Rage.
Sadness.
Emptiness.
Loneliness.
It was the only emotion that swallowed him up almost entirely.
But the past is the past.
It was time to move on.
But he still held a grudge deep down.
He resented that day they died.
The day he was meant to celebrate his birth.
And his parents were away.
He knew it would have been the worst birthday he would have had.
But it went downhill from there.
Only to be left alone in his home.
With their fortune.
The only thing he had left from them.
Including the house. That is.
His intrusive thoughts ended when he heard the bell ring.
He perked up. He was waiting for a customer.
Well, it has been only 10 minutes since he opened shop.
YOU ARE READING
tommy's standard life behind a coffee counter.
Fanfiction!LOWERCASE INTENDED FOR TITLE! inspired by The Eventful Life of Bystanderinnit on AO3. inspired by TommyInnit's clinic for supervillains on AO3. Check em out, they're really pog creators and deserve attention! The fic may be reuploaded onto AO3 when...
