[𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘋𝘶𝘰 𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴] Ranboo x Tubbo 🌼

15. 𝐓𝒉𝒆 𝐁𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓

A/n: this story is inspired by an idea I've had :D

Chapter made: 15th of September 2022.

Sorry for not updating this book.
I'm hella busy with high school ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

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Summary: Tommy wanted to take Tubbo to a near bar
that's not so far from a coffee shop the bee boi works at.
Turns out, He'll end up there without Tommy, and under completely different circumstances.
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Tw: Swearing
Mentions of Drinking
Drinking in general.
Mentions of sensitive content
Toxic/bad relationship ect.
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(Please if you've been through a bad relationship, or going through, please try and seek Any sort of help possible
+ Don't get into strangers cars.)
(Stay hydrated! And safe please <3)
I love you all loves <3
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Tubbo didn't know where he ran to.
But he knew he had to.

The love of his life just cheated on him with a random b¡Tch-

Or- that's what Tubbo would call his, now, ex.

He loved his partner very much, but turns out that he was just another bitchy player around the city of Snowchester.

Tubbo has never had great experiences with relationships in his life, but he somehow always managed to get into a more toxic one each time.

He'd think these people would change.

Oh how wrong he was.

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Tubbo run until his legs gave up, and his lungs felt like they were going to collapse in any second because of the weight of the world.

His chest felt tight and he wanted to cry.

But he already did that 10 minutes ago, when he saw his ex passionately make out with a random unknown
b!tch.

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*That motherfucker wasn't worth his tears.* He thought.

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He appeared in front of a bar.

*Maybe he could drink his problems away....*

*He's an adult now anyway..*

He thought, before he stepped in.
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There was a party inside of the building.

Teenagers either drinking their a$ses off, or making out as if it was the end of the world.
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Tubbo sat on one of the empty chairs in front of the counter.

There were two people behind it, as far as he's gotten to know.

A young, black-haired boy with a headband,

And a black shirt with an apron. Peeking here and there from one room to another,

As if he needed something.

Which was true, because he really needed something, and that was,

How the hell was he supposed to open his locker.
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