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Summary
Tommy was supposed to be home nearly an hour ago, yet there was no sign of the blonde teen. He hadn’t texted, hadn’t called, hadn’t done anything to let his brothers and father know that he was even alive, and it both concerned and annoyed Wilbur.
Techno and Wilbur nearly jumped out of their skin when a loud, high pitched ringing reverberated through the room. Wilbur adjusted his position on the couch and dug through his pocket, pulling out his red iPhone. His eyebrows shot up, and he quickly showed his brother the caller ID before answering the call.
“Tommy, I swear to god, I am going to skin you al—” Wilbur was cut off when a gut-wrenching sob tore through the speakers. He fell silent immediately, because he’d heard Tommy cry a number of times, and it never sounded quite like this. “Tommy? Wha— Are you okay?”
“Wilbur,” a small, shaky voice whispered.
“Tubbo? Tubbo, what’s going on? Why do you have Tommy’s phone? Is he okay?”
“Tommy, he… We crashed. They were on the wrong side of the road and—and he couldn’t get out of the way fast enough…”
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After a near-fatal car accident, Tommy wakes up with retrograde amnesia.
Series
- Part 7 of sbi/tommy angst for the soul
- Part 4 of phoenix may's hurt/comfort