"you're such a fucking noob!"
yelled a boy by the name of thomas miller, but mostly called tom. a gamer boy who was currently yelling into his mic to piss off another gamer.
which resulted more angry players to scream right back. tom only laughing every time he heard one of their voices crack. he set down his controller and headset. logging out of his game and letting himself twirl in his rolling chair.
the game he was just playing was none other than the usual black ops modern warfare. it ended quick since his friends weren't online to back him up on his insults.
he looked over at his desk where his phone was charging. tom pulled his chair up to the desk and grabbed his phone to check any notifications. nothing.
tom angrily sighed as he looked around for any source of entertainment in his room.
suddenly his bedroom door slammed open to see an angry father pinching the bridge of his nose. "thomas how many times did i tell you to stop yelling at 3 in the fucking morning?!"
nervously the gamer chuckled while running his hand through his tangled greasy hair. "actually it's four and sorry dad, i just can't sleep"
"I'd understand why, your lights keep flashing too many colors" toms dad covered his eyes. once again the brit apologized to his father and put his LED lights in a dark purple setting.
toms father sighed as he sat on his sons bed across from where he sat. "listen bud, you have school and i have work. not long enough your gonna have to move your lazy arse up and out of here-"
"i already know this, you've told me for the fortieth time" tom crossed his arms with a deadpanned face.
his father also deadpanned "oh really, i didn't know" sarcasm laced his stern voice. they both glared at eachother before they started chuckling. "well i guess my job is done here" tiredly his father got up and dusted off imaginary dust.
"goodnight dad" tom smiled as he watched his father walk to the door.
"goodnight kiddo, oh and take a shower. your room stinks like dirty socks and sweat" gagged the man before walking out the door. forgetting the fact tom liked the door closed.
tom at the moment was smelling his sweater which obviously smelt of his body odor. he himself gagged and started making his way to his own bathroom. he looked at the mirror.
bags under his pitch black eyes, sweaty forehead with moppy hair, and somehow a stubble he managed to grow.
it felt foreign to him as, of course, it felt like he never took an actual shower. ever since his recent girlfriend broke up with him, he never got in touch with anyone. he spent his days crying in his pillow and coming to school without deodorant which really fuckin sucked.
but now he needs to start fresh again. his room reeked enough of his awful smell.
he started by taking a shower first and then cleaning up his room. sleep was no longer an option due to being already awake.
looking through his drawers, he put on his uniform for school. a clean white dress shirt with a sweater put right over it.
as he cleaned his room he couldn't help but notice a box he stuffed under his bed as well as clothes and shoes. he pulled it from under his bed and dusted it off. toms hair slapped his face once he looked down to the box.
in response he growled and pushed it back. him grabbing a rubber band from his desk and putting his hair up into a man bun. showing off his side shaves.
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can't sleep love | tomtord
De Todo✨ a gamer boy by the username ♤ sad boy hours ♤ was an average edgy teenager who was always stuck on his gamer set. constantly playing games and spending his money on useless shit that would level up his game experience. although he still did his sc...
