❛ SHE'S AN AMERICAN WOMAN ❜
❛ HE'S A PRETTY BOY ❜
tommyinnit x fem! oc
there will be no smut because tommy is a minor!
social media x real life fic
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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. tommy and tubbo left the arcade all together after spending about 45 minutes there, avoiding blair with all costs.
why you might ask? tubbo was wondering the same thing. as they walked to wilburs office with wilburs keys, he asked the same question
"so why are we avoiding blair?"
"because we are" tommy responded
"but why?" tubbo replied
"because tubbo we just fucking are. stop patronizing me" he replied aggressively
"tommy i dont think you know what that word mea-" tubbo began only to have tommy cut him off
"shut the fuck up yes i do" he yelled fighting off a smile. if he was being honest, he didn't know why he wanted to avoid blair. she didn't do anything wrong, if anything after last night he thought he would want to be around her.
but he didn't. for some reason he just couldn't be around her. something was stopping him.
"look man i know you dont think you guys could work out but i think you could! plus plus we could all maybe move into together after college" tubbo spoke in a cheerful voice, as he usually did
"maybe tubso. lets change the subject"
meanwhile blair was with niki, kristin and phil. fundy and wilbur were off playing some other game. blair had no idea tommy had left, she assumed he was with tubbo somewhere. it was a decent sized arcade so she wasn't surprised they hadn't met up yet, so she didn't let it bother her.
