❛ fight or flight !❜ | quackity

- TWELVE.

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" y/n, do you have any games on your phone?"

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"TOMMY, I SWEAR TO GOD" you laughed, "please sit still for a singular second- PLEASE".

your hopeless pleading resulted in  tommy letting out one of his large over exaggerated laughs, causing everyone on the train to look in your direction. to which tommy immediately felt flustered letting out a quick "fuck-" under his breath, causing you to giggle.

"see" you said, with a laugh-

"oh shut up woman."

"you reckon we're nearly there?" you asked, pulling out your phone, and looking up a quick google map to track your location. though where to two of you lived wasn't far from london, it was still a two hour train ride, and two hours with a very energetic tommy sitting by your side might nearly be the closest thing to experiencing what dying a slow and painful death was like. i mean, the two of you had gotten on the plane at 9 in the morning and he was already so energetic. "looks like we only have around fifteen minutes left" you said, packing up a few of your things so that you could immediately run out of the very uncomfortable and packed train.

"fifteen minutes- that's so long y/n" tommy complained, "that's like sixty seconds, fifteeen times! which is.." interrupting himself, tommy pulled out his phone and typed the numbers into the calculator, "900 SECONDS! i cant wait that long y/n-"

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before the two of you knew it, people had already begun to get off the train, filing out one by one as you and tommy struggled to find an opening to get out. texting in a small group chat you had created. you let everyone know that you were nearly at the airport, now only having to walk a few blocks until you reached your destination, to which alex quickly replied, telling everyone his plane was landing. also receiving the messages, tommy looked up at you and quite literally pog faced in real life, "oh this is so cool, we're meeting big q, y/n! big q!" tommy exclaimed as the two of you carried on walking in the direction of the airport.

"yes tommy we're meeting big q, now please get out of the middle of the road" you laughed, pulling the lanky boy to your side, as you feared that he'd get ran over. you swore he was one of those kids with leashes when he was younger, there was no way he wasn't.

the more you got the more restless tommy began to get, and you couldn't deny that you felt the same way. you were beginning to also get extremely nervous, what if alex didn't like you in real life, what if he thought you were some weird awkward girl who only had social skills online? nevertheless you were somehow attempting to convince yourself that this wouldn't be the case and you were all going to get along swimmingly.

turning the corner, you guys found yourselves in the airport entrance, scanning the crowds as you searched for niki and wilbur. Seeing a six foot five inch talk man emerge from the crowd, you were sure you had found wilbur.

"tom look- ITS WILBUR" you exclaimed with a smile on your face as you began to wave your arms in the air, hoping to catch the tall mans attention. tommy let out a laugh and began to do the same thing with his arms, knowing he'd be more visible then you since he was taller. though tommy had already met wilbur, he was still overfilled with joy- i mean, he'd be together with all of his best mates soon, who wouldn't be ecstatic.