The recruit

Tommy

What a genius idea to send a 18 year old kid to recrute members for his country. What a fucking idiot is this green dude. He's more like a nightmare then a freaking dream. Tommy thought to himself while walking down another path full of yellow grass. Yes, this hasn't been its first town to visit. At least it was the first one still standing. Most of the towns he visited were mostly ruins or just not there. This town was... well standing. It smells like piss everywhere and Tommy was all sweaty and dirty from all the walking. He just needed to find someone... anyone and just go back with information about him, she, or they. He would have to come back to them after to accompany them back to the dream smp but that would give him time to relaxed.
Dream had given him 3 rules:

Bring back someone who will not want to create a nation and then blow it up. (Obviously been there done that)
Do not get into distractions go straight to town find a potential person get back here alone and then ill send you back again to go get them.
Do not make trouble to anyone, you do not care about anything else just in and out.

He had sent Tommy only because he was the only one who didn't have anything to do. Tubbo and Ranboo were doing a shitty hotel or something, Niki was still trying to put herself back together after the betrayal of Wilbur,Philza and techno were hiding somewhere in the snow like freaking polar bears. For Quakity he was busy building a casino or some shit which seems pretty cool to him and for all the others Tommy didn't know a clue where they were, he didn't care either, they never spoke to Tommy after he's been thru exile, so they didn't care either anyways. Tommy seems to be the best choice, he was bored, no one wanted to do anything with him so instead of being bored all day he took the offer. Right now, he might have regretted his choice.

It's been like 5 hours since he started walking and was out of water. Tommy saw a bench and decided to rest, or he would jump of a bridge. The sun was already setting down, his blond hair turning golden because of the sun and his blue eyes turning more vibrant. Tommys eyes caught something not far away from where he was standing. A pub was standing right in front of him. Tommy would kill anything for a drink right now, but Dream told him not to get into distractions. In the other hand when did he ever listen to him anyways.
"Fuck it" Tommy whispered to him self while walking towards the pub.