I cannot apologize enough for being so offline, lets just get to the part, shall we? :,)
(BTW: I hope you're all doing alright! I platonically love you all my friends! and ive missed you all dearly <3)
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A sigh can be heard as a bed creaks, a boy awakening from it.
"Goodness, that was a rough sleep."
He rubbed his eyes as he almost felt the bags under his eyes. He groaned as he got up. He walked over to his computer, straightening his back as he sat down. He saw that quite a lot of people were online on discord.
Will is in vc? Tubbo thought, rubbing his eyes again. He found it weird that he was alone in vc. Tubbo looked around his room and joined. It was silent, so Tubbo talked first.
"Hel-"
"TUBBOTUBBOTUBBOTUBBO!"
Tubbo was so shocked at the random shouting of his online name, he jumped a bit as well. He was.. quite tired if you couldn't already tell.
"Erm- YES?" He somewhat-shouted back.
"HOLY F*CK KID, TOMMY IS A B*TCH." Wilbur shouted. Tubbos eyes grew wide as he plugged his headphones in, hoping Tommy hadn't heard anything no matter where he was in his house.
"Huh?" Tubbo replied, the events from the day before entering his mind once again.
"HE WAS TALKING BEHIND YOUR BACK YESTERDAY AND HOLY SH*T IT WAS SO MEAN." Wilbur shouted into the mic, making Tubbo hold his headphones a bit away from his ears as he winced.
Wait... What..? Tubbo was quite confused. Tommy had always been his best friend, though he was always quite bossy as well. What was his deal?
"What did... What did he say, Wilbur?" Tubbo asked, his voice seeming quite interested. Though he was scared too know.
"Do you want to know..?"
Well, there we go. Just what he had thought about. He was scared to know.
"Yes." He said, his voice worried, clearly.
It was completely silent for a moment.
"Will?-" Tubbo muttered, immediately being cut off.
"Tommy said that you were a lazy and ugly f*cking brat."
...
Silence.
Tubbo was in simple shock.
His eyes had no liquid appearing out of them, only dryness.
He didn't know what to think.
He didn't know what to say.
His "best friend" was just in the other room.
Could he really say anything?
At all?
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tubbo angst.
Randomhi there! this is a book of tubbo angst, there honestly isn't enough- ( also, there will be songs in chapters !! ) // -- // ( and tubbo is the youngest in the whole smp, I'm dearly sorry if you don't like that !! ) SONGS USED SO FAR: -Saline Saluti...
