Credit to 14907e for giving me this prompt! Edit: Went on an editing spree so here (I also realised I dunno shit about alcohol I'm sorry)
Tommy's head hurt. About 11 years have passed for him and the other dead souls.
"Wilby, my head hurts..." Tommy whined, his voice muffled from speaking into Wilbur's jacket.
"What?"
Tommy moved his face away from the jacket.
"I said my head hurts." He repeated.
Wilbur hummed a bit as he stroked his hand through Tommy's hair.
"Can't help with that child. Maybe Phil has something for ya?" He said.
Tommy flashed a disgusted look at the name, but pretended he was quite happy.
"I'll do that now." Tommy said, jumping up from his position. Wilbur watched and laughed as Tommy practically flew out the door.
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Tommy made his way downstairs, and headed into the kitchen. Schlatt and Phil were conversing at the table, the latter holding whiskey.
"Why the fuck do you have whiskey?" Tommy blurted out. Phil stiffened, his wings instinctively sliding further into their fold.
"This was his fifth. I'm just making sure he doesn't go overboard and somehow have another heart attack." He scoffed.
This made Tommy laugh which in turn made him hold his head in pain.
"Fuck." He hissed.
"You good kid?" Schlatt asked standing up to aid him.
"Yeah- head just hurts like shit." Tommy explained. Phil laughed and the two glared at him.
"Shut up Philza." He grumbled. Phil sent a cheeky grin their way, rolling his eyes for extra effect. Tommy, like the child he was, blew a raspberry back at him.
Tommy sat down and laid his head on the table, resting on his arm. His vision darkened and he was sent tumbling into the abyss.
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