Bold: Thomas
Italics: Newt
We need to talk
There's nothing to talk about.
Yes there is.
No, Tommy, there isn't.
Newt, please.
I like you
I like you too.
Then what's the problem?
You. You're the bloody problem, Tommy.
I don't understand..
Newt
How many people know you're gay, Tommy?
Have you told your mom?
Chuck?
How about the hordes of girls that keep asking me for your number?
Newt.
I'm sorry
I didn't know
Forget it, Tommy
See you tomorrow.
Newt.
Newt.
Newt, please
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CITEȘTI
SMS \\Newtmas AU
FanfictionHello:) Hi. A texting story featuring your favourite TMR ship. Ranking #1 in newtmas It gets better nearing the end as my writing skills improve.
