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Text = flashback
"Text" = on call (phone)
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"TEXT" = shouting
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The one thing Tommy hated was nightmares, he didn't have them often but they were still annoying.
Tommy shot up into a sitting position, sweat poured off him and his breathing was heavy. God he hated nightmares, he rarely ever had them, but when he did they were horrible. He knew he wasn't going to be able to fall asleep again but he was still tired.
He glanced a look at the time, it was 3:05am, 'great, no one's going to be awake at this time...' Tommy sighed. He got up from his bed and left his room, for some reason Wilbur's room seemed very inviting right now. 'Fuck it' he thought as he walked over to his brother's room, he quietly pushed open Wilbur's door and walked in. "Wilbur...?" his voice was barely a whisper, yet it was still enough to wake the older. "Tommy...? Why the fuck are you up at..... 3 in the morning?" his voice was still thick with sleep.
"I- had a nightmare... i-it's stupid, sorry I'll go back to bed-" Tommy started going on a rant, "Shut up and get over here you gremlin child." Wilbur said, he patted his bed. Tommy sheepishly made his way over and sat down, Wil sat up from his bed and moved next to Tommy. He wrapped his arms around his younger brother and pulled him into a tight hug, "Wanna sleep in my room tonight?" Wil asked. "Mhmm.." was all he got in response, Wilbur laid down into his bed and pulled Tommy back into a hug. They both fell asleep in the comfort of each others' embrace that night.
It was times like this that reminded Tommy what family was really for.
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