~*Tommy 3rd person POV*~
The tapping on the window got More intense. Tommy glanced out and sighed. He was supposed to hang out with his friends Tubbo and Ranboo today, but this sudden storm had canceled those plans. Suddenly his phone rang, Tommy looked down at it. It was a facetime from Tubbo. He answered and was met with the side of Tubbos face as he talked to someone off camera. "Hey mate, What's up?" Tommy asks. Tubbo turns to the phone with a large grin, "You should set up some towels bossman. We're gonna be there in five minutes." Tommy looks surprised. "What?" he asks. He hears Ranboos' voice from off camera. "I told you he would be confused." Tubbo laughs, "Whatever. Anyway we're almost there." Tubbo hangs up, leaving Tommy confused, still he gets a couple towels from a closet for when Ran and Tubs get there.
A few minutes later there's a knock at the door. Tommy opens the door, there stands soaking wet Tubbo and Ranboo. "Hey, bossman," Tubbo says with a grin. Tommy sighs, "Why did you do this?" He steps aside. "The towels are on the sofa," He says, pointing at them. Tubbo nods and grabs one for himself and hands the other to Ranboo. Ranboo nods in thanks as Tubbo wraps his towel around him. Tubbo looks around the room. Nothing seems different from when he last hung out here. Tommy walks past them. "Want something to eat?" he asks. Tubbo looks at Ranboo who nods and Tubbo nods to Tommy. "Sure. Thanks." Tommy nods and pulls out a few things from his fridge. "So what have you been up to Tommy?" Ranboo asks after a minute of silence. Tommy glaces up from the sandwiches he's making. "Nothing much," he says. "Mostly just recording." Tommy walks over and hands the plates of food to Tubbo and Ranboo. They thank him, and sit down. They all talk as they eat. About nothing in particular, but the eyes in the dark corner tilt in interest.