Mark:
Thomas, get down here.
You can't stay locked in your room forever.
Son, you hear me?
Thomas:
Dad, just please.
Let me be.
Mark:
Is it about Clarissa?
Thomas:
Who?
Mark:
Clarissa?
Your girlfriend?
Whom you were about to introduce to us tonight?
At exactly 10 minutes?
Thomas:
Oh.
Her.
Right.
Mark:
You forgot about her, didn't you?
Thomas:
No, ofc not.
Clarissa, I remember her.
The blonde girl.
Mark:
Thomas, are you alright?
Is there something you want to discuss? You know me and Trina are always up to listen to you.
Thomas:
I know.
And I love you guys.
But there is nothing going on.
Mark:
Is that the truth, son?
Thomas:
Yeah, pretty much.
Mark:
Alright, cool.
Bell just rang.
Thomas:
I'll go get it.
Thomas:
Probably she'll fall down those stairs and break her obnoxious neck. I hope.
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11:11 PM (Newtmas AU) [✔]
Fanfiction❝Can I confess something?❞ ❝Sure, Tommy.❞ ❝You have the prettiest smile I've ever seen.❞ ❝Can I confess as well?❞ ❝Yeah.❞ ❝It only exists when I am with you.❞ Thomas; A popular kid. He is the ideal son, always wears a bright smile and gets straight...
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