((youre Tubbo!)) Tommy sat beside Tubbo's hospital bed, waiting for him to wake up. Ever since Tubbo was injured at the Manberg Festival, Tommy had been worried sick. He swore to himself he'd be there when Tubbo wakes up, and he wouldn't break that promise. He would sit there every single day, bringing him fresh alliums each morning. And he would sit there. And talk. Sometimes hum to him. Waiting patiently for Tubbo to wake up.