Here’s an extract of my new story to convince you to read it when it’s released:
"Uh, hello." They said, standing tall with a small waving hand.
"Hello? Who are you?" Tubbo asked, slightly concerned and worried, yet tried not to show it.
"Oh, sorry, i'm Ranboo, Tommy's friend." He introduced with a small smile.
"What are you still doing here? I served you lunch, it's 5pm." Tubbo asked, walking with him to the car park.
"I was too worried to introduce myself, so I thought i'd wait for you." Ranboo said, holding his arm with his hand.
"You've been out here for 4 hours, you must be freezing, come sit in my car for a bit to warm up." Tubbo offered, not waiting for an answer as he opened the passenger side door for him. He thanked him with a smile, slipping in and shutting the door carefully.
Any normal person would've seen this as an extremely weird encounter, none of which would've let that man into their car, yet Tubbo was naïve, never knew when someone was doing something they shouldn't be. And thankfully he was so naïve, otherwise he would've turned down his best friend for life, the person he revolved his everything around. Funny how such a small decision had such a big impact.