lillypad | tommyinnit

43 || singing stream

"fine- fine. But just promice me you'll stay streaming?" Father sighs. I nod, "you know I adore streaming. And thank you! thank you! thank you!" I hug him tightly.

I sit down in my gaming chair at my desk and call Wilbur. We were finally planning out the song today.

"don't you have school?" Wilbur asks once joining. I shake my head, "I finally convinced my dad to allow me to drop out. Luckily he supports the hell out of me."

"thats good!" Wilbur smiles.

"anyway... I know how to play guitar. Thats it though," I explain, grabbing my guitar that was sat in the corner of her room.

"wait really? and you have a guitar?" Wil said with a bit of a shocked laugh. I nod, "yeah, I never really bring it up in conversation because I don't think it's important. and yes, I do."

"that's cool."

time skip

"pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir?" I start, Wilbur and I were doing a singing stream, mainly the Hamilton songs.

"that depends, who's asking?" Wilbur continues.

"oh, sure, sir, I'm Alexander Hamilton, I'm at your service sir. I have been... looking for you"

"I'm getting nervous"

"sir, I've been seeking an exelterating course of study, when I got sort of out of sorts with a buddy if yours, I may have punched him. It's a blurr, sir. He handles the finantials?"

"you punched the burr, sir?"

"yes! I wanted to do what you did, graduate and join the revelution. He looked at me like I was stupid (I'm not stupid). So how'd you do it? How'd you graduate so fast?"

"it was my parents dying wish before they passed."

"you're an orphan! Of course! I'm an orphan. God, I wish that there was a war that we could prove that we're worth more than anyone barganed for."

"can I buy you a drink?"

"that would be nice!"

"while we're talking let me offer you some free advice. Talk... less."

"what?"

"smile more! Don't let them know what you're against or what you're for..."

"you can't be serious."

"you want to get ahead?"

"yes."

"fool's who run their mouths wind up dead..."

time skip

once Wilbur and I were finished the song, we started talking with chat and eachother. We'd never actually talked just one-on-one until today.

it was nice, and I see why Tommy saw Wilbur as a big brother figure. And I secretly wish that Wilbur and I could learn to be good friends.

Our conversation gets inturrupted by my phone ringing. I only had my notifications on for one person, Tommy.

"hello Tommy, what's up?" I answer, after letting Wilbur know.

"can you come pick me up from collage? My bus didn't show up," Tommy asks. I think for a moment just to throw him off, "yeah. I'll come and pick you up, one sec." "k"

"I gotta go pick up my boyfriend, I'll be back, Wil," I say to Wilbur. He nods and I mute on the Discord call, not leaving because I knew I was going to be back quickly.

I get into my car and drive over to collage, seeing Tommy sitting on the bench that him, June and I always sat on after school.

I park the car and run over to Tommy, "I'm here!" He smiles up at me and gets up, "why wern't you here today? I saw that you were streaming with Wilbur... and techniclly still are."

"amazing solve, Sherlock!" I smile, "also I dropped out of collage. But lets vominos!"

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go read my Tubbo book plz i beg of you 🥺🥺🥺 /j

also who has watched Blown Away on Netflix???