Thirty-eight

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Chapter 66

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Tw: consummation of alcohol

“twitch im 17 in like 3 hours and we’re in good ol Germany so don’t ban me please” I said before taking a sip of Schlatt’s beer,

“so now I eat snow?” I ask, Niki nods and hands me a snowball.

“I love eating snow” i hum as I take bits off of the ice.

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“CHAT we’re finally at the rental house” I skipped through the front door slightly tipsy.

“hold my beer—no more drinking” Schlatt ordered as he handed me his drink.

“alrighty J-man whatever you say” I gave an approving thumbs up as he turned the corner.

“Incredible, one of the worst performances of my career and they never doubted it for a second” I said in my Ferris Bueller impression before tipping the bottle towards my phone and taking a drink.

✅ cadarino: badass

SavvyTheDavvy: FERRIS MY BELOVED

Spicymonkey: drnk 😩😩😋😋👍🙄♥♥😎😎🙈🙈✨✌✌

YourNameHere: POP OFFF

“T-minus 2 hours and 30 minutes until officially 17” Dream patted my head as he came into the room.

“and then I can finally practice magic outside of Hogwarts!” I did jazz hands.

“giggle’s a funny word” Ranboo giggled as Iris shoved him into a chair.

“he literally had a glass of champagne and half a beer” Iris rubbed her temples as Ranboo gazed at things around the room mindlessly.

“its German beer” Niki mentioned, “its stronger”

“he’s so gone” Tommy smirked,

“lets just hope we he doesn’t do the thing where he laughs on the floor for the rest of eternity” Alex stated.

“10 bucks he’ll end up like that in the next hour” Schlatt comes back into the room,

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“chat, who should we call?”

“We always call Phil when we’re high, might as well call him drunk” Schlatt mentioned,

“The mirror's image, it tells me it's home time, But I'm not finished, cause you're not by my side” I start mumbling the lyrics of the Artic Monkeys song “Why’d you always call me when you’re high”

“dad?” I say softly,

“children” Phil sighed as he answered the call,

“DAD!” I whoop,

“I’ve been watching your stream for like 10 seconds—please don’t tell me you’re high again” Phil stressed,

“no” I shook my head,

“oh thank god—”

“we’re drunk this time” I finished, and on the other end you could hear Phil slamming his head onto the desk.

“Will—why—are you giving 16 YEAR OLDS drinks” Phil groaned,

“they’re 16—in Germany—its legal” Wilbur explained,

“YEAH BUT OLLIE IS AMERICAN—SO IS RANBOO—AND IRIS FOR THAT MATTER”

“and?”

“THE LEGAL DRINKING AGE IS 21 IN THE US” he finished with a wheeze,

“well we’re not on us land so technically im of legal drinking age—in Germany” I shrugged,

“this shouldn’t be funny” Phil suppressed a smile,

“it kinda is, but don’t give anything for Ranboo to laugh about, once he starts he can’t stop” I glanced over at Ranboo, playing with his tie, and smiling as he listened to the conversation.

“everything’s funny these days” Ranboo giggled.

“im going to end the call before you start lecturing us—but say hi to mom for us!” I rush,

“no more drinking—” I end Phil’s words by closing the voice channel.

“who next?” I ask,

“who’s online right now?”

“SAM SAM SAM SAM SAM SAM SAM” I repeated as I rung the one and only,

“hello?”

“SAM!” I greet,

“yes?” he sighs

“are you drunk?” I ask shockingly,

“no—why would I be—are you drunk?”

“how many time DAD! I don’t do drugs, only marijuana” I quote Steve Harrington,

“you are drunk” Sam affirms,

“don’t worry Ranboo is drunk too” I assure, (yet I don’t know why it would assure Sam at all)

“RANBOO? MY BELOVED?” Sam cries,

“beloved’s a funny word too” Ranboo giggles,

“What’s going on in here eh?!” I hear a new voice join the call,

“JACK MANIFALLLL” I cheer in the Fundy accent,

“TIS ME JACK MANIFALL” his British accent rings through the call,

“jack are you drunk too?” Sam asks with a hint of worry in his voice,

“NO why would I be drunk mate?” Jack patronized,

“I don’t know apparently everyone else is drunk right now” Sam rushed,

“Jack’s just always perpetually drunk” Alex laughed,

“well yeah might as well be in this CRUEL WORLD” Jack sighed,

“CRUEL WORLD EH? I FOOKIN TELL YOU THE CRUEL WORLD YOU BASTARD” an Irish voice had joined the call,

“MINX MINX DO YOUR SHOES NEED SHINING?”

“yeah they do actually” Minx mentioned,

“this is the weirdest call of people I’ve ever seen—” Sam sighed,

“anyone wanna place bets on who’s going to join next?” I ask, before anyone has the chance to speak, another discord notification rings,

“ok I can’t stay for long because it’s a school night and I wanna play some bedwars—” Grayson starts,

“PURPLED” I whoop,

“ew his name starts with a P” Tommy gags,

“I will purposefully make every person on the planet that has a name starting with the letter P join this call” I smiled out of spite,

“ok we need everyone we know to join—who’s next, who’s next” I start to chant, within the next couple seconds we hear the ding and race to see who it is.

“what are you muffins doing?”

“YEAHHHHHH” I jump in my seat, “BAD HI BADBOYHALO DO YOU HAVE SOME MIKE HARDS ON YOU BY CHANCE?”

“HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE IN THIS CALL” Bad shocks, which leaves a mix of glitchy responses as everyone tries to answer at once.

“we’re trying to get a lot of people on” I say simply, which is interrupted by another person.

“hiiii baddd” Skeppy’s voice teases,

“oh hi Skeppy! What are we doing here?” Bad laughs lightly,

“I don’t know I’m getting a lot of tweets to join this call so here I am” Skeppy states,

“ok so I know technically im not in your guys little club and all but im awake and I wanted to hear Schlatt’s cute voice” Weston joins,

“C-JERK I LOVE YOUR WORK” I fan-girl with Weston for a little bit before someone else joins,

“George is joining in a minute but hey mamas” Sapnap excites,

“oh yes im here” George speaks,

“im—I don’t know” Fundy starts but ends up not finishing,

“what have we started’ Sam sighs,

“REVELOUTION BABY” Karl screams, which catches the entire group off guard, since we didn’t know he was even in the call.

“Karl how are you?” I ask sincerely,

“im doing pretty good! And how are you Miss. Ollie?”

“Im fantastic thanks for asking!” our polite conversation is interrupted once again,

“did someone say ostriches?” Charlie’s voice booms,

“CHARLIE SLIMECICLE HOW ARE YOU THIS FINE EVENING?” Tommy laughs,

“IM DOING JUST GREAT DEAREST TOMMY”

“I don’t know why im even here I just wanted to eat a burrito in piece but im getting tweeted at like crazy—” Ted starts rambling,

“TED NIVISION HI YOU WANT TO EAT SOME NERD ROPE WITH US?” I joke,

“one day Ollie, one day” he sighs,

“I just want to get this done with—hi im here, please stop tagging me twitter, im leaving now” Corpse’s deep voice interrupts before he leaves the channel.

“CHAT HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE YOU TAGGING”

✅ Cadarino: everybody.

“this isn’t love or host—” Austin mutters,

“this is the collab of the century!” I smile,

“can we get AJR in here?” Weston gasps,

“I DON’T HAVE AJR’S DISCORD” I whine,

“AJR has discord?” Tubbo asks,

“yo what is up!” Eret laughs at the amount of people,

“ERET MY BICON” I welcome him,

“what is even going on in here—” Puffy ponders,

“oh hi other mom” I grin at her presence,

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Others join, and the call ends up with over 50 people. Over the next 2 hours people slowly start leaving, until the call is ended.

“chat that was so scary” I take a deep breathe, “but I definitely wanna do that again”

“what time were we planning on counting down your birth?” Techno asks,

“10:08” I answer.

“that’s in about 15 minutes” Wilbur calculates with his ✨ dad watch ✨

In the meantime, we joked around mindlessly. Ranboo had taught Tubbo how to tie a tie, and we had played multiple games of GeoGuessr, (Wilbur winning every time)

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“10”

“9”

“8"

“7”

“6”

“5”

“4”

“3”

“2”

“1”

We watched as the clock ticked to 10:08,

“Im a seventeen-year-old now!” I cheer, and Dream ruffled my hair.

“congrats kid” Techno high fives me,

“why did this feel like new year’s” Tubbo laughs,

“technically it’s a new year of living for me” I acknowledged.

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Chapter 67

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“For thy love, I feel ineffable joy.”

-unknown

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After the celebratory countdown, the group had ended stream. Many were lounging on the couch scrolling through social media. Schlatt, Dream, and Techno had gone upstairs to pack, for they had to leave in the morning. The rest of the group was departing the following day.

"where are Ollie and Tommy?" Tubbo asks, noticing the unusual silence.

"they're going on a walk, don't worry though, I've got their location at all times" Wilbur waved his phone in the air.

"wait so they're walking in the snow like those cute couples in the movies?" Ranboo ran towards the window to look, the group followed.

"they're adorable" Iris pouted at the sight of them,

"it's funny isn't it, how they were basically brought together by one donation and Niki" Alex leans against the windowsill.

“Every great love starts with a great story...” Wilbur quoted as the group awed at the young couple.

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As Tommy and I walked through the night streets, it reminded me of another time we ended up taking a night walk. It had only been a couple weeks ago, but it had felt like a lifetime ago. The snow flickered our hair lightly as we strolled, and the cold made the tips of our ears red, but we didn’t care. We didn’t have a care in the world.

The small town was nearly closing down for the night, older men were stumbling out of the pub drunkenly, families were turning off their lights, everyone had their own lives, and I noticed was that I had one too.

I was living.

We push away what we can never understand. We push away the unimaginable. I never understood living. I thought that truly “living” your life was unimaginable. Turns out, Living has a purpose.

Similar to the last time Tommy and I took a night walk, I pulled out my air pods and turned on my ✨slightly angsty✨ playlist.

a/n: listen to this as you read (wet hands, C418)

“wise choice” Tommy chuckled as he took one of my earbuds, our drunkenness had slipped away a little bit, making us slightly more aware of our surroundings.

“I have taste” I grinned.

We looped around the village, and I spotted a bench near the end of the road.

“let’s sit” I pulled Tommy to the bench and laid my head on his shoulder. We sat in a peaceful silence for a couple minutes, admiring our surroundings. Admiring our existence.

“We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash, and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking" I spoke softly,

“that’s from the notebook” Tommy claimed,

“how did you know?” I met his eyes, wondering how he could’ve remembered the monologue.

“because when we first watched the movie, it reminded me of all those nights—where we would be on discord, doing our own things, in silence, we just enjoyed the peaceful company of each other, we didn’t need to talk to enjoy ourselves” Tommy recalled.

“I remember that” I smiled at the memory.

“do you also remember whenever we streamed together—chat would just spam Ollieinnit, and we just thought it was hilarious” We both laughed softy.

“You remember how me met?” I reminisced,

“Niki Nihachu dragged me to an among us game” Tommy scoffed,

“I remember that she told me about all her friends—” I laughed before continuing, “but she didn’t tell me one thing about you” I snickered,

“that is so rude” he shook his head,

“wanna play rock paper scissors?” I asked out of the blue.

“what type of question is that—”

“do you wanna play rock paper scissors or not” I held the palm of my hand, the other hovering over it.

“sure I’ll play” Tommy turned to me,

“shoot or no shoot?”

“are you like a professional rock paper scissors player or something—”

“shoot or no shoot?” I interrupted him once again.

“uh—shoot?”

“rock, paper, scissors, shoot”

“why are we doing this” Tommy laughed,

“I don’t know, maybe I just want to play rock paper scissors” I bickered playfully,

“you are so weird” we continued to replay rock paper scissors as we talked.

“yeah and?” I snapped.

“I love you”

“if only there was someone out there that loved you” I sighed sarcastically, and he gasped.

“kidding, I love you too” We continued to play the game for multiple minutes.

“can I tell you something?” Tommy asked, still fixated on our hands as we played.

“you can tell me anything” I assured,

“remember that among us game where we met?”

“vividly”

“and remember right after I joined the vc, and Wilbur was being a d*ck and asked if there was something wrong, so I went off on a tangent about how there was nothing wrong” he went on, and I nodded.

“and then you introduced yourself and you were all shy—and I said something stupid like woman and left the call?”

“I do remember that” I chuckled,

“and so then I came back, and Wilbur accused me of having a mental breakdown—which I wasn’t” he pointed out. “it was just—about a week earlier I was on a call with Will—and I accidentally started to talk about this girl I had started watching recently that I thought was nice—and cool—and—that’s beside the point” he stammered over his words, which made me laugh.

“and so the second I leave that voice chat in that one among us game—Will knew you were who I was talking about—and he wouldn’t stop teasing me for it”

“aww little tommy had a crushie wushie on olliemolly?” I said in a baby voice.

“I will strangle you” he stared me dead in the eyes as he said so,

“ok Corpse”

“anyways, uh basically that’s the full story” he sighed happily,

“im so dumb” I sighed,

“only sometimes”

“I only had realized I liked you in Hawaii” I laughed,

“really? you were pretty good at hiding it until we confessed”

“I remember you being so surprised!” I chuckled,

“I was!” he stated, we fell into a comfortable silence, Tommy ended up setting his head on my lap, similar to the night near the fire, I stroked small patterns into his hair.

"in the non-weirdest way possible, you remind me of my sister" I stared into the street as I spoke,

"is that supposed to being a compliment?"

"she was always so erotic and full of energy" I hummed, "she would've liked you."

"you think?" Tommy awed,

"definitely" I smiled, “she’d like the whole group, she’d look up to Wilbur, Dream, Alex, and Schlatt, like I do, she would like to hang out with you, Tubbo, and Ranboo” I smiled at the thought,

“She’d think of Niki and Iris as other sisters, she’d want to learn Greek mythology from Techno, she’d ship DreamNotFound, and tease Sapnap with ‘hey mamas’ and she’d enjoy time traveling with Karl on the SMP, she would for sure be best friends with Lani and Drista” I went through all my friends and finished with a happy sigh.

But i had just realized something, I had nobody. Yet, I was happy. My parents were most likely gone, my sister as well. It was quite sad honestly.

But I had a family besides them. I had Wilbur, Tubbo, Niki, Tommy.

Tommy.

I had Tommy.

“Tommy?”

“yeah?”

“can you pinch me?” I hold out my arm.

“what?” he laughs,

“just pinch me” I push,

“ok…” he sighs and pinches me, and I grin.

“what was the point of that?” He sits up, letting me set my head against his shoulder.

“just making sure I wasn’t dreaming” I sigh blissfully,

“in that case, will you pinch me?” he chuckles,

“it would be an honor” I laugh sarcastically as I pinch his arm,

“look im not dreaming either!” he says, and we cheer.

“ineffable” I mutter,

“Ineffable” he repeats.

“Tommyinnit, you will always be ineffable to me”

The end.

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Epilogue

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“im going to miss you” I sigh as Tommy and I walk through the airport with linked hands.

“I’ll miss you more” Tommy smiles,

“don’t start this” I warn,

“but I’ll still miss you more—” he continued,

“I will curb stomp you” I say sternly,

“please don’t” Tommy shook his head,

“so is this going to be like the end of those movies where the couple says goodbye in the airport, and the girls flight is called so then they hug and say I love you and there’s a really dramatic walking away shot and then it cuts to her crying on the plane” I ramble,

“pretty much” he nodded,

“we should get back to the group” I glance over at the bittersweet friends, joking around but still a hint of sadness on their faces.

We had been pacing back and forth the hallway for the past 30 minutes, not wanting to face the truth. Niki was sending us off, for she only had to drive back to her house. Schlatt, Dream, and Techno had left the day before. Alex had just left for Mexico less then an hour ago. Ranboo, Iris, and I’s plane was going to start boarding any minute now, Leaving Wilbur, Tommy, and Tubbo to take a flight back to England this evening.

“what if we ran off right now” Tommy chuckled nervously,

“that would be pog” I grinned at the thought,

“but then it would look like I got kidnapped again” I frowned, “I wouldn’t want our friends to worry”

“the sad truth” Tommy sighed.

“we can be on a call—like all the time” Tommy suggests,

“all the time” I agree,

“but then I wouldn’t be able to hug you” Tommy pulls me into a hug, setting his head atop mine.

“I won’t be able to fluff you hair” I pout,

“I can visit soon?”

“that would be nice” I say softly, “and I can visit sometime also”

“that would also be nice” he says into my hair.

“I feel like im going to go through all 5 stages of grief on that plane and Ranboo will have to deal with me” I laugh,

“you can listen to a song to distract yourself” Tommy ponders,

“what song did you have in mind” I quiz,

“what’s a song that makes you happy”

“any song that we’ve listened to”

“well that narrows it down” he says sarcastically,

“hold on lemme get my Spotify out, I’ll press shuffle, and the one that comes up is the song, ok?”

“ok” Tommy understands.

“I swear if it’s a sad song im going to lose all my fluids from the crying” I shake my head before I press the green play button.

Now playing: Sparks, By: Coldplay

“out of all things it plays Coldplay—AND ITS SPARKS TOO” I wheeze, and Tommy laughs along with me.

“im going to actually cry so much If I have to listen to this” I listen closely to the sad tune.

“it’s the rules darling” he shrugs,

“fine” I sigh as I make a new playlist, repeatedly adding the song to the up next tab.

“you happy?” I shove the phone into his face, and he laughs,

“very” he says proudly,

“Boarding now for flight 443” the robotic voice said over the speaker,

“oh here comes the cringy couple-movie goodbye” I say gloomily as I glance at my ticket, seeing it was indeed flight 443.

“here” Tommy takes off his sweater, handing it to me before heading over to our friends.

“do you want a lock of my hair or something” I blush and hug the sweater.

“no but your hair does smell good” he leans over as we walk to smell my hair jokingly,

“yeah because I don’t use 8 in 1 shampoo” I say in disgust,

“I could never” Tommy gags,

“good” I pat his hair as we approach the group,

“this is a sadge moment” Tubbo mutters, Wilbur engulfs me in a hug.

“this isn’t a goodbye—simply a see you later” he assures,

“see you later” I repeat to myself.

“alligator” he finishes,

“after a while crocodile”

“gotta go buffalo”

“hasta manana iguana”

“out the door dinosaur”

“this is the funniest yet saddest goodbye I’ve ever seen” Ranboo sighs, I turn to Niki, and she hugs me.

“thank you” I whisper, “for everything”

“you’re welcome” she strokes my head before I let go of the hug.

“tubbo” I gulped; his eyes gloss over as we sway into a hug.

“you guys are such good huggers” I laugh, and my eyes get watery as I break away from Tubbo’s hug, Ranboo and him start to say their goodbyes to each other. I turn around and face what I dreaded,

“tommy I hate you” I blink once, making a single tear spread down my cheek.

“and why is that?” he mutters, pulling me into our final hug.

“because you made me fall in love with you”

“well I guess I hate you too then” he chuckles,

“dammit I love you” I dig my head into his chest, not wanting to let go of his embrace.

“I love you too” he assures,

“I guess its time to go” I force myself to pull away,

“I guess it is” he smiles slightly.

“I love all of you” I sigh, glancing at the group.

“we love you too Ollie” Wilbur wipes a tear off my face.

I point teary eyed finger guns at my friends before turning away, glancing back with every step I take. Iris and Ranboo follow beside me.

We are about to turn the corner and I get a last look of everybody crying,

“losers” I sniff,

“total losers” Ranboo agrees as he digs the heels of his hands into his eyes, making them red.

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“I hate this” I slump into the airport seat, next to Ranboo and Iris, getting ready for our 12-hour flight.

“I just noticed that im going to be alone in my house—for a while” I say blankly,

“you can move into my apartment?” Iris offers instantly,

“I can’t sell my parents’ house—it’s their house—guess I can throw some rockin’ party’s” I joke,

“who would we invite?” Ranboo ponders, I can tell they’re trying to keep my happy.

“well the whole gang of course—Weston and Quackity can DJ” I smiled slightly,

“we should invite Corpse and Wilbur so they can sing” Iris mentions,

“and we’ll make sure we give Ted extra nerd ropes” I nod,

We continued to talk about the party we were going to have, until we had fallen into a comfortable silence. The sun was setting over the pristine clouds in the sky.

I decided to stick by my word and pulled up the playlist of the one and only song.

a/n: listen to this as you read (Sparks, By: Coldplay)

I listened to the opening notes and took a shaky sigh, fiddling with my hands slightly.

Did I drive you away?

I know what you'll say

You'll say, "Oh, sing one we know"

My throat burned, and I gulped down any possibility of tears.

But I promise you this

I'll always look out for you

Yeah, that's what I'll do

I couldn’t cry right now; I wouldn’t end the trip with a sad mood.

I say Oh

I say Oh

I hadn’t even thought about school this entire trip, I had switched to online months ago to finish my last two years of high school. But what was I going to tell my teachers? “oh yeah I went on a worldwide trip with a bunch of twenty-year-old’s and got kidnapped in the process, it was pretty fun, is it ok if I turn this assignment in a little late?”

My heart is yours

It's you that I hold on to

Yeah, that's what I do

I had to stay optimistic, for everybody’s sake.

And I know, I was wrong

But I won't let you down

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I will, yes, I will.

Stupid Spotify with their stupid algorithm choosing the stupid sad song.

I say Oh

I cry Oh

At least for now I had Iris and Ranboo.

Yeah, I saw sparks

Yeah, I saw sparks

And I saw sparks

Yeah, I saw sparks

Sing it out

I started to think. What was next? I was going to be living—alone in my house—absolutely no idea where my parents were. My boyfriend across the ocean. The closest people I had to family right now were scattered all over the globe.

I would’ve taken Iris’s offer to move in, it’s just I didn’t want to completely forget about my parents and move on, but what was the possibility of them being found? Not high.

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I shakily grabbed my pair of house keys from my pocket and closed my eyes momentarily before inserting them into the latch, it was around 1 in the morning, so the dark sky didn’t help with my anxiety.

“are you sure you want to be here tonight?” Iris said from the front of the driveway, Ranboo was playing hopscotch on the sidewalk, the same place I had when I was younger.

“I have to face it somehow” I smile slightly before turning back to the door.

This was going to be hard.

I turned the key in, the door creaked slightly as I pushed it open.

“oh” I breathed out, looking at an absolute mess.

Glass littered the floor, rugs had been scraped up against the wall, furniture had been toppled over. Everything was completely still. Obviously, no one had cleaned up the so called “crime scene”

“you good?” Ranboo called,

“yep, uh—im fine” I laugh slightly, covering my horror.

“do you want us to leave?” Iris asked politely,

“yeah you guys are fine, I wouldn’t wanna keep you awake” I wave them off with a smile and watch as Iris drives down the road. Just as she’s out of eyesight, I slam the door and press my back against it.

“ok—” I take another deep breath, “just one step in front of the other” I assure myself before walking forward, stepping over what looked like a broken vase, over to the stairs.

“one two three” I found comfort in counting my steps up the stairs and continued through the hallway. I stalled at the door of my room, it was closed, and I glanced at it before continuing down the hallway, all the way to the end.

My parents room.

I carefully stepped in, not wanting to disturb anything, the door was already ajar. The covers of the bed were unkept, but it was theirs.

I was still in full clothing, but discretely crawled into the bed, not even trying to get under the covers. I set my head on a pillow softly and attempted to sleep.

After what felt like hours, I peeled my eyes back to see some light shine through the blinds. I sat up-right, I think I had fallen asleep, but hadn’t really gotten some rest. It felt as if I was just staring at a wall for hours. I probably was.

I swung my legs over to the side of my parents bed, I set my feet down, but stayed still.

“ok—game plan—clean kitchen—make food” I devised an agenda; I knew if I didn’t have one I’d end up staying in bed all day.

I pushed myself off of the covers, and walked down the hallway, down the stairs, and wandered to the kitchen before delicately pulling a broom from the cupboard and starting to sweep away.

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After using my entire morning to clean, I had successfully tidied up the kitchen, living room, stairs, and front corridor.

“food” I reminded myself, walking over to the pantry. Bare shelves.

“store” I whispered.

“I don’t want to go to the store” I started having a conversation with myself,

“but you have to go to the store”

“but I really don’t want to go”

“you’ll starve”

“the store’s a scary place”

“you will need to leave the house eventually”

“but it’s—” I tried to think of a rebuttal, but instead sighed, walking to the front of the house, clenching the doorknob of the front door.

“phone” I cursed myself for forgetting.

I picked through my pockets and found my phone, instantly going to Tommy’s contact.

“what time is it for you?” I rush as he picks up the phone.

“around 9—did you sleep well?”

“that’s a great question—do you want to go to the store with me?” I nearly pleaded,

“I can’t go to the store with you—”

“on the phone dumbass”

“uh—yeah sure why not”

“ok great” I sighed in relief.

“you good”

“I just didn’t want to go by myself”

“that’s fine, you can call me whenever you got that?’

“yeah—thanks” I smiled.

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“how do you feel—at the house” Tommy and I have been on call for hours, its nearly 5 In the morning for him.

“it’s weird” I sigh,

“I bet”

“you can go to bed y’know” I mutter, checking the time.

“nah Im not tired”

“sleeps important innit” I scoff, I was once again in my parents bed. I scanned the room, still unclean.

“yeah look who’s talking” he teased,

“I will hang up”

“please don’t” he said softly.

“at least try to sleep on call or something”

“I don’t want to leave you alone”

“I’ll be fine, just like listen to me ramble about useless sh*t” I quipped,

“alright” Tommy sighs.

“uh what should I start with—um how ‘bout the plot of the bible? Too long—uh the plot of the hit t.v show Greys anatomy?” I proposed,

“sure” Tommy chuckle’s before closing his eyes.

“so basically there’s this girl named Meredith—and the first episode is basically the day after this one-night stand and she’s all like oh crap I have my first day as a surgical intern at this hospital gotta Zayn, and she leaves this guy she banged the night before, and she goes to work.” I start,

“so then she’s all at work, its her first day so she’s getting pushed around and stuff, and THEN she end up seeing HER ONE NIGHT STAND AS A DOCTOR AT THE HOSPTIAL”

“No way” Tommy gasps,

“yes way” I nod, continuing the story for another 30 minutes or so,

“and so he’s basically like—her teacher—and she see’s him everyday and they’re all awkward and—”

“Molly” Tommy interrupts, I can tell he’s barely awake.

“hmm?” I smile,

“I love you” He says softly, and my heart melts.

“I love you too,” I return, “have an ineffable sleep” I grin before closing my eyes as well.

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That’s a wrap.

YO I LOVE ALL OF YOU SO MUCH!

honestly, I don't know where I would be without you guys because this was my only motivation for the past couple months 😃👍

I can't believe I actually went through with this because originally it was a joke between me and my sister. I expected only like 2 reads on this thing, but um yeah here we are.

I'm going straight to Pistanthrophobia after this, (Quackity x Iris) IT IS A SPINOFF OF INEFFABLE, (I’ve created a “Cadarino universe” where everything is storyline of itself)

If you enjoyed Ollie, you'll enjoy that book too since she is one of the main characters. Her story continues immensely with this book, (her parents, trauma, etc.)

Another spinoff of ineffable in the works is Virago: Niki x Fem!OC

And get this… the main characters little sister is the one and only

@Ollieinnit

Yes, the Ollieinnit ship account is a main character in that book, so check it out!

My way of thanking each and every one of you is SELF PROMO TIME, and I mean YOU do the self-promoting.

Yes! You can be like those 13-year-old girls on the comments of “aesthetic” Pinterest boards that go,

“'hi! 🥺🥺 I’ve been working really hard on my boards recently and it would mean so so so much to me if you dropped a follow! ✨💞💞  thanks girly!”'

So here’s your time to shine, promote your books, GET FAMOUS BB YOU DESERVE IT.

this is so bittersweet I'm crying a lot right now and my family will probably make fun of me for it.

So with a heavy heart, this is Cadillac sighing off, on ineffable, a Tommyinnit fanfiction.

stay swaggy B)

<3