Dearest Tommy,
Aw, don't go thinking that people in your school don't have class, Tommy. Why, just this morning, the PA system started playing a remixed version of the WCKD Academy Hymn on a loop. Like wow. If you guys retaliating hasn't gotten to everyone's nerves over here, listening to your school hymn overlapping JB's Love Yourself whilst taking a physics exam sure has sent them raring in their seats.
I'd LOVE to talk to Minho, Tommy, really--only the shank hasn't shown up in class for the past couple of days. I stopped by their house once, but his grandma said he didn't want to see anybody. Then she shooed me away with some cookies to share with Sonya.
Friendly reminder: while everything else was normal, WE used to be the weird ones. Oh how the tables have turned.
Yours sincerely,
Thomas
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YOURS SINCERELY • newtmas au
FanfictionThomas is writing letters to Newt, who seems to be the other side of the coin he's stuck to. ( tmr highschool au feat. newtmas with a dash of bromantic minewt )
