My Beloved - Wilbur Soot Fanfic

III

"And that my friend is why I'm standing outside of my flat with all my bags!" I sneered at Wilbur, he was going to come over for a chat before this happened.

"they just- kicked you out because some rich snob wanted to knock it down!?" he shouted wide eyed, throwing his arms up.

"yup, now I have no where to live." I said turning to take one last look at my flat before I made my way to the motel downtown, Wilbur struggling to keep up with my pace.

"I know this is extremely strait forward but would you like to stay at my flat, I have a spare room!" Wilbur managed out between huffs and puffs. OH MY BLOODY GOODNESS. I just stopped in my tracks taking in everything surrounding me, I wanted to be able to remember exactly what happens today. 

"Would you mind?" I said, quickly turning around to face Wilbur. this is just like that Wattpad I read the other day.  All Wil did was look at me and nod.

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"nice place ya got." I said as I stepped into his flat it was quite roomy, lots of dark wood furniture and fake plants. 

"thanks" he said pausing to walk to a room.

"this will be you're room, malady." he said in a very posh (sarcastic) voice.

"why thank you, Mr. Soot" I said in an equally posh voice, followed by a giggle. soon after I had unpacked my clothes and little nick knacks Wil had surprised me with a trip to the beach.