Hunnyhelp
Angsty Teenager
Tom woke up from his dream and his eyes fluttered open. "Why do the poison arts always hit me?" He then vomited and fell unconous again. Before waking up and shacking his head. He got up and looked at Emmett. "Would you have a pair of clothes that fits me?" He then looked down to his beaten and scarred chest. He smiled weakly as he saw the shock everybody had carried. He stood the awkwardly.
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