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Pierrot walks off and Tommy internally pouts a bit. Tommy wanted to see if he'd take off the mask to drink the milkshake Tommy made. Oh well. Tommy had to deal with this Karen.
Tommy makes the woman's drink as he absentmindedly thinks about how he's been running into Pierrot a lot since yesterday. A bit odd but this is a small town, what did he exp expect? Dude is a bit weird, but so is Tubbo and Ranboo, and Tommy is best friends with them, so weird can't be that bad.
"Sorry for the wait," Tommy says in a monotone, head still Prime knows where. Tommy dose flinch a tiny bit when the woman roughly grabs the drink out of his hand. Not because he's scared! He's the big Tommy Innit! The biggest man to exist! But she didn't have to be so rude about it, nor so violent. Stupid Americans.
"Uuuhh," the woman groans with an exaggerated eye roll. She takes a sip and spits it out, Tommy jumping to the side to avoid the splash. "This coffee's as awful as the service! I'm never coming back to this dump!" The woman yells loudly, causing other people to look over.
"Is that a promise?" Tommy asks too quickly to be understood.
"What?" The woman asks with an annoyed tone
"I said I'm so sorry ma'am," Tommy says with a forced smile.
The woman storms off, huffing and grumbling about the horrible service. Sometimes rude people come in just to be mean. Tommy might be the biggest man only all time but even he can't stop annoying people from simply existing. If he could, Dream would be long long long long long long LONG gone.
Tommy looks down at the chocolate bar, thinking how he atleast has this to cheer him up.
This thought are cut off by a chime and Tommy freezes at the voice.
"Oh, so this is where you work, sir?"
Tommy internally screams for help but knows no one can hear him. He dose not want to deal with the green bitch. Harlebitch or something like that.
Tommy looks up to see the painted face of the other performer, Harlebitch.
Tommy forces a smile, looking up, avoiding eye contact. "Good afternoon. Want something to drink?" The words feel like a damage potion in his mouth, gross and horrid. He'd tasted it once when Wilbur left him in the potions room alone. Wilburs mistake.
"Of course! I'll take an iced coffee!" Harlebitch said with a smirk in his tone. It makes Tommy shiver in discomfort.
"Of course, I'll go make that now," Tommy says with a strained smile, gripping the table hard enough to leave small indents. Sadly he couldn't pick it up and throw it like Techno or Tubbo.
Tommy watches from the corner of his eye as Harlebitch watches Tommy make the coffee. Fucking creep.
"Soooooo," Harlebitch said after a pause, "Are you finally going to accept my ticket?"
"No," Tommy says firmly before realizing how rude that is, and he makes up some half truth because he doesn't want his boss on his ass.
"I already have one and I promised I would use it." Tommy dosent turn around and dosent see the slight grin on Harlequins face.
"You sure?" Harlebitch says with a teasing lilt, "It'd be so much more fun if you used mine!"
"And why is that." Tommy says with no enthusiasm, not even knowing why he's entertaining this.
"That's a secret~" Harlebitch says with a bit of a sing song tone and Tommy's eyes narrow.
What was it with that damn circus and secrets? Ya he has his own but he doesn't like being lied to.
"Here's your iced Coffee," Tommy says unamused as he places the drink down.
"Alright, alright," Harlebitch says placatingly, hands up in surrender, "In that case," he pauses dramatically.
Tommy looks at him unamused.
"A little something for you. I'd love to see you wear it," Harlebitch says as he pulls out a pin, "Here, let me put it on."
Harlebitch leans forward as Tommy freezes, he doesn't like being touched by strangers, but Harlebitch either doesn't notice or doesn't care. He pins a green heart on Tommy's collar. He's not as tall as Pierrot and has to lean quite a bit over the counter to reach Tommy.
Tommy heard the claws of Harlebitch's gloves click softly against the metal of the pin as he gives it a tap, chuckling under his breath in a low tone that makes Tommy want to back up but he can't move.
"I'm going to take you from him~"
"Excuse me?" Tommy asks with a grimmis.
"You'll see~"
Nope! That is way too close for comfort, he's inches away from Tommy's face and Tommy is seconds away from calling his manager... Maybe Techno.
"Anyways, heres my payment," Harlebitch says, and the switch up gives Tommy a bit of whiplash, not nearly as bad as Wilburs mood swings, but still.
Harlebitch bows (which he should becasue he's in the presence of thee Tommy Innit) and speaks with a playful tone, "See you tonight, sir. Make sure you don't miss my show, alright?"
Before Tommy can say anything the fucker is gone, Tommy shakes himself off.
He dosent have a good feeling about that guy.