tommyinnit oneshot/prompts

the terrible faith pt-10

:P

Before dissapearing thought I'd give you somethin!

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Tommy was trying to figure out when he had last taken a shower when he heard a knock coming from his window.

He quickly turned around and saw….Purpled?

What the fuck?

Purpled waved excitedly at Tommy and motioned for him to open up the window.

Tommy slowly approached him.

“Fucking finally dude, Jesus Christ, do you know how hard it was to find you? I've been searching for weeks!” Purpled said climbing in as soon as Tommy opened up the window.

Weeks? No that can't be right. Tommy had met Purpled a couple days ago.

….right?

“Weeks?” Tommy asked.

“Yeah, honestly, I didn't think I would actually fin-” Purpled stopped himself as soon as he took Tommy's appearance in.

“What?” Tommy asked confused.

“Theseus, in the nicest way possible, you look like you fell off of a cliff and then spent a week in the fucking jungle fighting tigers and lions and eating poisonous berries in order to survive.”

Tommy stared at him in shock.

“Wait nono, you look like somebody pushed you off of a cliff and then you fell into the sea and died. That makes more sense.” Purpled said.

How in the hell does that make more sense?”

“You're not into Greek mythology, are you? I was making a reference to how Theseus died, considering you two share the same name.”

Oh right. Purpled knew Tommy as Theseus.

“Theseus was basically the mythical king of Athens. He died because the king of Scyros casted him into the sea by pushing him off of a cliff.” Purpled continued.

“….okay.”

“Anyways, my point is, you look awful. Your eyes have turned into a gray-ish blue, it's like all the color from them has been drained, you've lost weight, like, a lot of weight since the last time I saw you, the bags under your eyes have turned, ironically enough, purple and they're as big as the fucking Amazon forest. Your room is a mess, you smell disgusting and I don't even want to talk about your hair.”

“Gee thanks, man.” Theseus said sarcastically.

“Sorry, too straight-forward? I swear I'm not judging you, I'm just trying to help.”

“I don't need your help.”

“Look, I get it. I do. I don't know exactly what happened- what sent you into this depressive episode- but I get it. I know you think that shutting yourself out and ignoring everyone is the solution but I can guarantee you, it is not.”

Theseus scoffed.

“I'm not having a depressive episode, Purpled.” He said.

“Are you sure about that?

Yes.”

“Okay. Then it wouldn't be a problem for you to clean your room, right?”

“...what?”

“You heard me. Clean your room.”

“What? No!”

“Why?”