“Aris, for the last time, get that fucking beer away from me,”
“Hic...Awwww, c'mon, Tomtom. Just one sip, man,”
“Ew, get off me, you drunk asshat. Rachel—RACHEL HELP,”
“Actually, I'm pretty intersted jn seeing you drink too, Thomas.”
“SCREW YOU,”
“No thanks,”
“You and Aris are bad influences. Our friendship is over,”
“Pssh. Whatever. Aren't you curious as to what beer tastes like?”
“...”
“This is a pretty high-class brand we swiped from the conveniencr store. Also, did you know that beer contains a higher malt count than any cereal out there?”
“...”
“Just one sip, Thomas,”
“...okay, fine. One sip,”
“YIHIIIIIEEEEEEE!”
“—ONLY IF YOU GET ARIS OFF ME,”
“TONIGHT WE PARTY LIKE FUGGIN PORN STARS!”
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YOURS SINCERELY • newtmas au
FanfictionThomas is writing letters to Newt, who seems to be the other side of the coin he's stuck to. ( tmr highschool au feat. newtmas with a dash of bromantic minewt )
