"Hey kid, sorry I didn't see you there. How can I help you?"
The kid shoots up and he looks scared out of his mind for a second before scowling. "I'm not a fuckin' kid," he snaps. Wilbur laughs softly, the kids eyes are blue, they remind him of Phil.
"Right, how can I help you?"
The kids' bristling demeanor dies down instantly and he looks suddenly much more nervous. The kids posture is shit, Wilbur notices, his shoulders are up and slouched over his chest almost protectively. He starts fidgeting with sleeves of his shirt and he quickly but quietly pulls out a five-dollar bill, he slides it across the bar to Wilbur.
"Could I have a- could I get a-" He pauses, shakes his head, and looks up?"Hamburger and sweet potato fries," He says it with a confident voice but scared eyes and body language.
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or Phil, techno, and Wilbur own a diner and Tommy becomes a regular customer. one found family arc later and they adopt him
Status: Complete
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31122926
External link's gonna be in the comments.
AN: Feel free to request any kind of story you want. 😄😄Either in the comments or in private.
This ripped my heart out, made me cry multiple times just to make me happy cry at the end. So beautifully written.
