Tommy sighed, fiddling with mellohi, spinning it with the palms of his hands.

“Why.. Why does Dream torment me because of something I’ve won fair and square. It’s not right.”

He spoke under his breath, rubbing a thumb over his disc repetitively.

A small knock on his door caused Tommy to widen his eyes in surprise, swiftly shoving his discs into his ender chest before answering it. A confused expression was plastered on his face.

“Hello?”