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He layed in the dark, staring up at the ceiling unable to sleep. He tried for hours, routinely closing his eyes only for them to open themselves back up minutes later, using a relaxing breathing technique Puffy taught him in therapy, even that stupid counting sheep thing that hasn’t worked for him since the war. Nothing worked, his mind still wandered, he still felt too out of place to sleep.
The bed was too soft. He hadn’t gotten to sleep on a soft bed in…years. He only had a sleeping bag in L’manburg, he slept on a blanket in Pogtopia, and only had the dirt to sleep on in exile, even in his own home that he's had for years he’s never replaced the bed he had when he first got on the server. The already lumpy, rough texture that didn’t bother the younger version of him only got more torn and ripped as the years went on. Nothing compared to the soft bed and fluffy pillows that the blond sinks into on this bed.
It wasn’t normal, his body wasn’t used to sleeping on something like this. Maybe that’s why he couldn’t sleep, he needed something stiffer, something closer to what he’s used to.
Slowly Tommy turned his head to the ground, ‘yeah’ he thought ‘that would work a lot better’ after all, he’s slept on the ground more than any other surface at this point, hasn’t he?
With that thought he slides off the bed, only bringing the thinnest blanket off the bed with him, and settles on the cold, hard, wooden floor. “That's more like it” he mumbles out with a content sigh. He fell asleep in seconds.
Tommy woke up to someone poking his cheek, he quickly shot up to assess the situation. Only to find Tubbo with his finger still sticking out and Wilbur looking like he was trying to hold back a laugh. “What?” Tommy shot at them
“Did you fall off the bed in your sleep?” Wilbur choked out. Laughs escaping him
Tommy quirked an eyebrow “No? The bed was to soft, couldn't fall asleep” he answered simply
“The bed was too soft…So, you fell asleep on the floor?” Tubbo naively asked
Tommy’s Tubbo and Wilbur understood, he couldn't help but think. “Yeah” and that was the end of that.