"It won't get better, I assure you."
Tubbo has seen a lot in his 16 years of life, a lot more than your average adult - let alone a child. Being a vigilante definitely had its ups and downs (mostly downs, if we're being honest) but his friends made...
im supposed to work on another fic but i didnt really wanna so here you go
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ALSO TAKE PICTURES OF MY DOG, BLUEBERRY :D (rare instance i get good pictures of him)
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Techno yawned, glancing next to him to see a surprisingly enthusiastic Wilbur.
"Dude, it's 9 in the morning, how do you manage to have this much energy?" He asked, putting his hair into a ponytail because he really didn't feel like getting his hair in his eyes. (Although it was definitely inevitable.)
"Because I have a normal sleep schedule? You should consider getting one," Wilbur answered.
Techno scoffed, "You're so boring," He replied, "Who needs sleep anyway?"
"This is why you're tired, dumbass," Wilbur said, rolling his eyes.
"Nah," The older teen denied, "You're just delusional."
