Notes

Tommy gazes at the apple for a moment, his gaze emotionless before a small shine in his eyes appeared for a moment glancing at Tubbo then back at the golden Apple in his hands. “..I…” He couldn’t think of the words to say. His gaze locked on the golden Apple, having an orange hue to it like the fruit orange color. His gaze softened his lips forming into a smile before dropping back down having trouble keeping a smile on his face anymore, his face hurting every time he does so.

"Should I...Can I eat it?" He asks softly not looking at Tubbo. The orange and pink hue's in the background reflecting in the apple and his eyes. The soft breeze gently going by, the grass moving with it as well as the tree leaves, his hair moving along with it gently creasing the bridge of his nose as well as cheeks. He looked at Tubbo finally waiting for his response, hoping the answer was a positive one. The now golden orange glow from the sunset casting on everything around, highlighting his scarred face and blue eyes.