☁︎︎❥𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗲, 𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝘁|⌫ - 𝘗𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘜

I won't be leaving you any time soon

My urge to write atm is called 'scripturient'
(adj.) the consuming urge to write

General POV:

Allister awoke by feeling a cool breeze on her shoulder. Groggily, she sat up an immediately pulled herself and her covers back down with her towards Tommy, still fast asleep, where it was warm. A bright sun lit the sky, letting her know she wouldn't be going back to sleep but instead staring ahead at the slight wind blow about in the trees and kick up some sand from the slight view of the beach.

She savored these early morning moments waking up with Tommy. It was something she looked forward to, waking up and just waiting for him to wake up too.

The sun must've been a little too bright and the 7:00 am England air a little too cold because slowly but surely Tommy was waking up.

"Morning sleepy head." Allister whispered.

Tommy responded, his voice tired. "Morning Allie."

"Beach day today!" She said cheerily.

"God that's gonna be cold." Tommy groaned.

"Oh shush, England is always cold year round, it's normal. Stop complaining."

*^*

"Oh look who it is, the ones who slept outside!" Toby exclaimed sarcastically.

"Oh look who it is, the one who can't cook pancakes properly!" Ranboo made fun of Toby. "Speaking of which Allister please make us breakfast Toby sucks at it."

"I do not!"

"You do!"

"Okay, calm yourselves, yes the culinary arts student— drop out I suppose, tubbo moment, can cook your breakfast. I want to make bread pudding so it'll be ready in 45 minutes, go get ready for the day. I'll make coffee." Allister shooed her friends away.

"Okay, geez." Toby said and turned to leave.

Allister turned to get the bread out of the pantry, and made the milk, honey, egg, cinnamon and sugar mixture, adding a dash of cream for more texture.

She put the cut up balls of bread into a glass dish and poured in the mixture, letting the bread soak it up for a while before adding brown sugar and butter.

Allister cringed at the butter. "Ugh, I hate butter." She muttered.

"Why's that?" Tommy asked, appearing out of nowhere.

Allister jumped. "Shit! Oh, I just don't like it."

"Weird." Tommy mumbled.

She put the French toast dish in the oven aggressively. "Fuck you too."

Ranboo slid into the room on his socks. "ARE YOU GUYS READY TO BE DESTROYED IN BEACH VOLLEYBALL?"

"It's only 7:40 am, and we only have 4 people. That's not happening." Allister sighed.

"We can make it work." He huffed, peering in the oven and shrugging.

"Okay, we still have like- 4 hours anyway just wait."

She three chatted casually for a while before the oven alarm went off.

Toby appeared out of nowhere. "I heard the noise, it's time to eat."

*^*

Allister stared at the swim suits she brought, zoning out.

She didn't even think, she just sat there and stared at them.

She blinked a few times, looking around the room and wondering what was going on and why she was there. She walked over to a shelf in the room and looked at the books on it, still blankly not understanding what was going on.