Would you like some blue?

Warning, this fic will contain: drug abuse, bullying, self hatred, violence, swearing.

Please do not proceed if you are in any way triggered by these subjects.

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Tommy didn't want this. He didn't want Tubbo and Wilbur to hate him. He didn't want to pick on Ranboo. He didn't want to be snorting blue in a dark alleyway at four in the morning.

Well what did he want then? Tommy didn't know what he wanted. Maybe that's the reason he's here. Maybe it's his own fault. If you aim at nothing you hit nothing.

Or it could just be fate. Techno and Phil would always have left him no matter what he did. Maybe Wilbur would have ended up hooked no matter how good of a brother Tommy was. Maybe Tommy would always end up being alone...

Tommy didn't know.