dream smp · ranboo · tommy innit · tubbo · group chat · friendship · shopping trip · comedy · ensemble cast
The hollow, electric buzz of the mall's fluorescent lights washed over the four of you as you drifted past gleaming storefronts. The familiar pressure of your mask was a second skin. Tommy's loud laugh rang out, sparked by some jab from Tubbo, when a razor-sharp voice cut everything short. "I have the right to see your face!" A woman—all sharp angles and entitlement—lunged straight for you. Before your muscles could tense, Ranboo's towering presence was suddenly flush against your side, a long arm encircling you, pulling you in. "Hey," they murmured, the word a low, steady anchor beneath the chaos. "You alright, you?"