By the time the Uber had pulled up outside their hotel, Tommy was knee deep (at ATP) in his Twitter dms, and nothing was really catching his eye. None of the replies really felt like her, many with profiles showing random girls, that weren't her, or had no image at all.
"Any luck?" Wilbur peeked over Tommy's shoulder at his phone.
Tommy grumbled, "no, most people are just pretending to be her for clout."
"How do you know one of them isn't actually telling the truth?" Phil asked as he got out of the car.
"Maybe you're right, but I dunno man! They just don't sound like her." He sighed, running a hand down his face, "But if I can't find one that does sound like her, I'm just gonna have to start replying to peoples dms till I do." Tommy scooted out of the car, and they made their way into the hotel.
Packing into the elevator, Tommy immediately pulled out his phone and continued his search. Skimming his dms he heard Tubbo sniggered in the corner.
"Jesus man, you're really invested."
Without looking up from his phone Tommy groaned, "Oh shut up man-" he paused mid sentence to look closely at one of his dms,
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| 3 New Messages |
MadsMad
and I'm not short. 2 hours ago
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He stared at it, not even aware the elevator dinged, and was opening on their level. Phil peeked over Tommy's shoulder, "Hey mate? We're on our floor, cmon."
"What?- oh, okay." He said distractedly, pocketing his phone and following Phil down the hall.
The group was currently sharing a suite in a hotel right next to the convention center. They happened to be on the side of the hotel facing the convention, where they got a spectacular view of everyone milling about the stretch of street cleared for the Con.
Strolling into the hotel room and dropping their keys on the counter, the sleepy bois went to their respective corners of their temporary home. With Phil and Wilbur chatting in front of the TV, and Tubbo flopping on a chair next to his bed, scrolling on his phone. Instead of joining them as usual, Tommy slipped away into his bedroom, his mind otherwise preoccupied.
He squatted on the floor next to the window, crossing his legs. The window took up the length of the wall, and he briefly noted the street lights turning on for the night.
He brought his attention back to the present, and pulled out his phone. Opening his DMs he scrolled down, down until he finally reached the one he was looking at in the elevator.
Clicking on it,
<MadMads> imagine breaking someone's phone.
Below the message was a photo of a girl that had dark, mousy brown hair. She had a deadpan look on her face as she stared into the landscape-camera. Holy fuck its her. Her eyes were a piercing, sterling grey, and she had a few light specks of freckles on her nose.
Tommy looked at the message below it, which happened to be the one on his notification.
<MadsMad> and I'm not short.
He smiled to himself, her words practically audible in his ears. That's her alright. It was like a weight was off his chest, after stressing over this for the past day, he actually managed to find her. He followed her account, and quickly reopened the DM
<TommyInnit> my bad, ur not short im just rly big and tall, and awesome
He winced slightly after sending her that, they don't exactly know each other, do they? Was it too much? But as soon as he tabbed out to scroll through Discord, He got pinged by another message.
<MadsMad> So you have to duck under doorways, AND you break strangers phones? Pick a struggle.
<TommyInnit> ...
<TommyInnit> i would complain about the guilt trip but... its kinda fair
<MadsMad> Nah, im just teasing you. Dont take it too seriously.
<MadsMad>But since you offered... A new phone would be nice
He winced a bit, reminded that it wasn't just a joke, he actually fucked up this poor girls phone.
<Tommyinnit> yeahhh im rly sorry about that still, also I never got youre name?
a few seconds went by, before she replied
<MadsMad> Your*
<MadsMad>And my name is Maddie, I know, so creative.
He snorted at her dry comment, before responding on impulse.
<TommyInnit> im free all tommorrow, I only have an event at like, fucking 7pm
<TommyInnit> so if ur down we can meet up and get u a new one?
His stomach turned a bit, was that too forward? He was never the subtle sort. But let out a puff of air, exhaling when she replied.
<MadsMad> Ok, bet. Wanna grab lunch? Or meet after we both eat.
Fingers flying over the keyboard, he quickly hit send.
<TommyInnit> we can grab lunch, know any good american food places?
A few moments passed, the typing bubble next to Maddie's profile slowly ticking away.
<MadsMad> Oh my god, I forgot you're British. Ever heard of Panera Bread? Its just sandwiches and soups and such, not too far from the Con either.
<Tommyinnit> nvr heard of it, but that works
<MadsMad> Cool. See ya tomorrow Tommy. :]
He smiled at the bracketed smiley face, and replied,
<Tommyinnit> cya tomorrow :]
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Based ||| Tommyinnit x OC
Fanfiction"I change my mind, I don't like him. He's annoying and screams like a toddler." Valerie laughed, "That's what most people say, at first." Maddie is just your average college student. Chronically sleep deprived, professional procrastinator, and caffe...
