trigger warnings :: cursing, ment. of abuse, injuries, weapons, smoking, yelling
( tommy ): )
" fourteen, hit like a brick "
" ended up living at the motel 6 "
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Wilbur paced across his room, brows furrowed. Tommy was across the ravine, hiding from everyone to mess with his communicator. Stupid thing was janked, anyways.
"TOMMY! Over here. Now."
The brunette shouted across the ravine, Tommy simply ignoring him.
Tommyinnit doesn't follow commands, under any circumstance!
"TOMMY!"
Tommyinnit follows commands, under one circumstance.
He scrambled out of his hidden room, running up the stairs and peeking his head into rooms until he found Wilbur.
"What took you so long?"
"Was tying my shoes."
"Hm. I need you to get wood and wool from up above, could you?"
Tommy squinted.
"Well, if I have time-"
Wilbur gave him a stern look. Tommy definitely had time. He nodded and looked to the side, Wilbur raising a hand to ruffle his hair.
Tommy flinched. Very hard, actually.
Wilbur blinked a few times. He pat Tommy's shoulder instead, the teen quickly rushing off. Wilbur thought nothing of it, and got back to pacing.
Tommy ran up the stairs of the ravine, still messing with his communicator. He left Pogtopia, going off to get what Wilbur needed.
Its always what Wilbur needs. Wilbur this, Wilbur that, Tommy get this, Tommy get that! Why cant it ever be about Tommy? Why cant anything be for Tommy??
He ran up to a sheep, searching his bag for a pair of shears and taking the wool off of it as quickly as he could. He really liked sheep.
Then came the wood, which was so tiring. Chopping down trees with a flimsy iron axe does take a while.
He ignored the weird sort of vibrating in his pocket, assuming it to be the shears blades hitting eachother. But it kept going, Tommy getting fed up and snatching his communicator.
A blank username. Weird.
"tommy you there???"
"toms its me im here man"
"lmk when yr back i guess"
He was utterly confused, sending them a message back
"who is this??? hello??????"
No response. Probably just Wilbur messing with him, or some shit. Doesn't explain it being blank though. He continued on the frustratingly big tree that was taking him a while.
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