Flame : @Innit? Hey today is Dream's fencing comp
Flame : are you able to come?
Innit? : sorry:(
Innit? : my father is coming remember? So I have to stick by his side and wil's so I have to watch wil's singing comp
Innit? : but I'll try to sneak out!!
I'm a damn Fool : don't force yourself toms!!
Piss Baby : yeahh esp when yknow..
Innit? : yeah
Innit? : I have to go
Innit? : ttyl <3
Innit? : goodluck for the comp dre <3
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Tommy looked at himself through a mirror, applying small bits of hair gel to sweep his blonde hair to the side. He then sprayed a small amount of dry shampoo to keep his hair a more neat look. He sighed.
Today is Thursday, the day before the Intrams will come to an end. Traditionally, the last two days of Intramural Week is where students will bring their parents or guardians with them. A couple of activities were planned and will be held in the campus that involves parents and children games. The students were given two tickets to give to their guardians enabling them to pass the Esempi High's gates, ensuring the student's safety from kidnapping.
In other words, Philza Minecraft is coming with Wilbur Soot and Thomas Innit today. To put it extra simply, Tommy has to endure both for today and has to look presentable for the media and for the public.
He smoothen his mocha brown trousers' wrinkles, tucking in his beige collared shirt, put on his small and thin silver watch on his left wrist while putting on other accessories such as his silver rings, rose gold bangle bracelet and lastly, the final piece, his pair of emerald earrings that should be worn in every Craft gatherings and events. His fist tightens for just a glimpse then opens, wanting to take his earrings off immediately.
His vision suddenly shifted to the open window of his bedroom. For the past weeks since he left, it's the first event where Techno is unable to attend. It's the first time where Wilbur has to stand alone without his twin in front of the media and reporters that will swarm a moment or two after they'll leave. It's the first time Tommy can't root for Techno even if it's against his will, during the Fencing Tournament. But it's not Phil's first time when his family is incomplete.
He finally finished tying his last white shoe, stood up and straightened his back. He yawned. Although, his waking up schedule is far more different than his usual one, he didn't bother to wake up early as per the fact that the family's driver will drive them to the campus. He then snatched his leather messenger bag as the knock on his door increased. "Coming! Gee"
"Good morning, young master!" The door opened, meeting a familiar house servant and a friend in front of his bedroom's door. "The breakfast is served"
"Good morning Eryn" Tommy rubbed his eye, "Stop calling me that"
"Whatever you say, young master" Eryn cheerfully replied as the other groaned, "you have to hurry up, Kraken. The boss and second boss is already in the dining room"
"Thanks" Tommy fastened his pace in walking, rushing to avoid his father's disappointed speech in being late. Eryn watched his favorite Craft with amusement as the other rushed down the stairs. Both had been hanging out whenever the blonde was not busy, though not as the same as before but the point still stands. Eryn can notice how Tommy gives his best effort in interacting with the others similar to when they're still children and he appreciates it with having the knowledge that it can never be the same. He tearfully smiled before closing Kraken's bedroom door. When did it get so emotional all of a sudden?
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Dianthus Caryophyllus
FanfictionDianthus Caryophyllus [ di•anthus ca·ryophyl•lus ] n. Disdain, Disappointment, Rejection OR A Writer! Tommyinnit with a sprinkle of angst, jealousy, friendship and discovery