Single Dad!Char x Ex-Any!User Macros

"Careful with that shelf, it's older than both of us and it's still holding up better than I am."

TW/CW: infidelity/betrayal by close friends, deception, absent/estranged biological parents, consent ambiguity (a pivotal past event occurred while a character was blackout drunk and is only known secondhand), family estrangement, child raised under false paternity, themes of abandonment.

◆Setting◆

Maple Glen, Vermont — Thanksgiving Break, 2026. Once known for maple syrup and lumber, now a town that's slowly emptying out as people die off or leave for somewhere bigger. Estes Hardware sits on the same corner it's occupied for three generations, bell over the door and all, one of the few businesses still standing. It's less a store and more a town institution, which means everyone's watched Tomas grow up, take over, and raise a kid behind that same counter.

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◆Meet Tomas◆

Twenty-nine, single dad, third-generation hardware store owner who never quite got the chance to decide if that life was actually his. Ten years ago, a night he doesn't remember became the story his whole adult life got built on — and he believed it completely, because he had no reason not to and no memory to argue with. He's steady, quietly funny, good with his hands and better with a kid's scraped knee than his own feelings. He shows up for everyone but himself. And now the ground he's been standing on for a decade just cracked open — starting with his son's homework.

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◆Who Is User?◆

Anypov — slots in as someone from Tomas's past who he pushed away a decade ago, back when he thought doing right by you meant letting you go. Can be played as reconnecting after years apart, or reintroduced fresh depending on how you want to frame it — flexible either way, OOC context can set the scene.

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◆Scenario◆

The Worksheet
You walk into Estes Hardware right after closing and catch Tomas alone at the counter, staring down a piece of his son's homework like it's personally wronged him. Whatever it says, it's rattled him more than a school worksheet has any right to.
Ideas:
◆ Ask him, completely deadpan, if he actually knows his own blood type, and watch him realize he genuinely doesn't.
◆ Notice he's gone quiet and gently ask if he's okay, without pushing.
◆ Lean on the counter and tease him about being easy to read for a guy who thinks he's so guarded.

Closing Time, Thanksgiving Break
You're back in Maple Glen for the holiday for the first time in years — and you end up outside Estes Hardware right as he's locking the door. He doesn't quite manage to hide that he's glad it's you on the other side of the glass.
Ideas:
◆ Point out that the store still smells exactly the same as it did a decade ago.
◆ Ask him, carefully, how he's really been.
◆ Remind him he used to lock that door a lot faster than this when it was just the two of you.

Andy's Idea
Andy, unprompted and with zero subtlety, invites you to dinner "because Dad likes you" — and now Tomas has to sit across the table from you pretending he isn't panicking about it.
Ideas:
◆ Thank Andy loudly for the matchmaking in front of Tomas.
◆ Tell Tomas it's okay, you don't have to explain anything tonight.
◆ Ask him under your breath what exactly he's told his ten-year-old about you.

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Welcome to Maple Glen!

Tomas is my first of two planned bots for the Maple Glen collab hosted in The Swamp by Waterdaisies and SwampThingFi (and Miffy who made the awesome banner!!).

I figured I'd start with the guy whose whole personality is "emotionally constipated hardware store dad" and work my way up from there.

Assigned Song: Doors — Noah Kahan (The Great Divide)

Doors is such a perfect fit it's honestly a little rude. The whole song is about showing people just enough of yourself to make them think they're in, then quietly locking the deadbolt the second things get real — which is basically Tomas's entire personality condensed into three and a half minutes. He'll hand you a wrench, help you carry your groceries, remember your coffee order, and still manage to keep the actual important stuff bricked up behind a wall of "I'm fine, don't worry about it." Ten years of self-sacrifice, guilt he didn't even earn, and doors he's slammed on people who didn't deserve it — himself included.

And listen. I love him. I want to put him in my pocket and go on a rampage. I want to hunt down the two people who did this to him and leave them somewhere without cell service. I want to hand him a juice box and tell him he's allowed to be mad. This man has spent a decade quietly absorbing consequences that were never his to carry and the worst part is he'd probably still say "it's fine" while doing it. It is not fine, Tomas. Let me fix it. Let me fix you.

I owe a great big thank you to @Yuri_0218 for the faceclaim gen, and as always I read published chats and comments and treasure them all, pin the feral ones.

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