TW- self-loathing

Tommy's POV

I ran over to the beach party, falling in a cave on the way over there. After tripping more than a million times, I finally made it there.

Nobody was there.

"That's okay! I'm sure they're just a bit late." I said so nobody could hear except myself.

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It's been at least 2 hours. Still, nobody was here.

'Maybe they all hate me..'

'Why wouldn't they? I'm just an annoying kid, I don't deserve them.'

'Dream was right.'

I sighed and got up, I wasn't gonna let this off the hook that easily.

Jumping through the portal, I made my way back to L'manberg. I didn't care if I wasn't allowed, I was angry.

After a long time of running, I found Tubbo. Good enough. 

"Tubbo!"

"Tommy? Why are you here?! You were exiled, you're not allowed!"

"I don't give a shit that I'm not allowed. Did Dream not tell you about my party?"

"Uh, what party? You were having a party?"

Once Tubbo said that I was heartbroken. My only friend lied to me.

"Do you know where Dream is? I need to have a conversation with him.."

"Uh, yeah. I think he's with George."

I thanked him and left, surprised he didn't force me out.

I ran found George and Dream after an hour of running, I was out of breath panting  very hard.

"DREAM!" I yelled, getting his attention.

"Tommy, how are you here? You're exiled."

"I know, I don't care either."
"What I'm worried about is you lying to my face."

"What do you mean, Tommy?"

"You know exactly what I mean. We're not friends anymore, I'm moving out of that shitty tent. Never speak to me again."

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