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Remember🐳🍉🐞

Wilbur is in his twenties and Philza is in his thirties

Wilbur woke up to the sound of his alarm. He opened his eyes tiredly, his body felt groggy. His room was dark, the only light was the sunlight shining through the windows but most of it was covered by his blackout curtains. Wilbur's room was a mess, papers, blankets, and clothes littered the floor.

"When was the last time I cleaned my room?" Wilbur thought to himself

Wilbur felt off, like his body was disconnected, but why? He felt like things were missing but what? He felt so hungry. When was the last time he ate? His stomach roared loudly. With a sigh the man got out of his bed and headed straight to the kitchen. The house was dusty and cold. When was the last time he cleaned the place? Wilbur entered the kitchen and opened the fridge. There was hardly anything, no, there was nothing. The only thing there was a moldy apple. He's not sick right now so he didn't need home made penicillin. Wilbur closed the fridge and went back to his room. He might as well as get ready for the day. He picked up some clothes he deemed clean and headed to the showers.

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The shower felt nice and calming but that empty feeling still lingers in the back of his mind. Wilbur walked out and into his car. He sat himself down and headed to the nearest cafe. Everything looked so bright compared to his dark room.

"Hello, what can I get you for today?"

"Ah yeah can I get the violet drink." Wilbur answered

Wow he hadn't even realized he got there. Eventually he got his breakfast and decided to go back home. He sat himself down in the living room, boredom quickly took his body. What should he do? Maybe the TV had something interesting. Flipping through many channels he found one that pulled him in. It was odd, it was a kid show. The show was boring but there was a character that reeled him in. The character was tall and wore a red baseball shirt with brown pants and white shoes. They had blond hair and blue eyes. They looked familiar but why? Before he could think anymore he heard the doorbell ring. Wilbur turned off the TV and headed to the door. He opened the door to see Philza.

"Oh hi Phil, what brings you here?" Wilbur greeted

Philza looked confused and happy.

"Hey Will, you're finally up, huh?" Phil smiled, "I wanted to get you out of your den and help you out a little."

Wilbur was confused but let him in anyway. The rest of the day was spent cleaning the house and getting food.

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Right now both men sat in the kitchen on the bar stools. They were talking about everything and anything. The lingering feeling that something was missing didn't go away just yet.

"Hey Phil, you want to watch a movie?" Wilbur suggested

"Yeah sure." Philza smiled

Both headed to the sofa. Wilbur picked up the remote and turned on the TV. a very familiar movie played stopping him in his tracks. It was the movie Up on the scene where the old man's wife was about to die. Then it hit him, it hit him hard. The missing peace, the empty feeling, the reason why he was like this. Philza looked over at him concerned.

"Will?" he called

"I....I remember now. Tommy's gone." he whispered with tears falling down "A-and Kristen too. They died three months ago."

Philza pulled Wilbur into a hug.