Tubbo packed a box angrily, stuffing various supplies inside. Photo film, food, and medicine. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier,” he muttered. “I could’ve helped.” Tubbo was also angry that Ranboo had used his line against him. But… It was true. Everything has to go eventually. Tubbo looked at the container of medicine and frowned. Maybe it was for the best.
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