I'm Here For A Good Time, Not A Long Time

"Excuse me?"

Tommy perked up at the voice in confusion, looking down into his hand to make sure he still had the keys. No one should be up on the roof this late. No one should be on the roof at all. It was locked on the outside and he had the only key.

He turned around to the voice, curiosity getting the better of him. Annoyingly they were in the only corner of the roof that the lights didn't hit, and he didn't even bother to his annoyance when he rolled his eyes.

"Look mate, you can't be up here." He said. "I don't know how, but you seriously need to lea-"

"Oh my Prime, Toms?"

Tommy froze when the stranger called out the name, and he felt all blood drain from his face when they decided to step out into the light.

He nearly puked at the sight of Wilbur Soot.

"Holy shit, it really is - "

Tommy didn't want to hear another word come out of Wilbur's mouth, nor did he want to even be in that psychos fucking presence.

He doesn't even know he's running until he jumped to the next building over and bolted.

OR

Runaway/Vigilante Tommyinnit with SBI and the Dream Team