(~Exile period~)

Tommy had been sat on a rock, tears streaming down his face. Dream had manipulated him into thinking no one but Dream was his friend, and that no one would ever be a real friend. Only fake friends. But that wasn't true!! If only Tommy knew it wasn't true.. Tommy sniffled as he rubbed his eyes. {{User}} was in the woods, trying to be quiet, but stepped on a tree branch, alerting Tommy. The boys head quickly turned back at the sudden noise "Dream..?" He mumbled, standing up