Art credits to: human_trashcant on Instagram, it has nothing to do with the chapter but I thought it was funny <3
Requested: No
Character: Wilbur
Setting: Arcade area (certain place that also has mini golf)Triggers for this chapter:
• Blood
• CryingA/N: I've had a headache for the past 7 hours, it feels like I migraine. I'm supposed to write two more chapters tonight but oh well.
Also, this chapter is somewhat based off something that happened to me.. fun! (:
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|*~Wilbur POV (1rst person)~*|There I stood, looking around. No one was here. Well, at least no one I knew. All I had was a small plastic dinosaur I had named Trevor. Why? I'm not sure
Via a group chat, I had been invited to a popular arcade in our town. (No sponsorship 😾) We'd get the three hour unlimited passes so that we could all go bowling and do laser tag, you know, fun stuff.
I was already iffy about it. I'd only been friends with these people because of school and it had only been about 2 weeks since we started talking anyways but oh well. There were so many things that could go wrong...
My mother dropped me off a little over an hour ago and I had spent about half of my money on arcade games.
So why I was standing here with Trevor? Well, you see. My friends are gone. To put it better, I lost track of them. I had found Trevor on the ground and claimed him as my own while looking around for them.
I had gotten lost in the first place after a particularly upsetting round of laser tag. Of course I was the one stuck with the broken gun.. As everyone was running around and having a good time I stood in the corner. What was I supposed to do? Play the game? it's not like I could.
However no one seemed to care. Walking out I glanced at the score board.
Wilbur- -2480 points
Why do I bother?
Everyone had run off in a group to do whatever they wanted to and I had been left alone.
So here I stood, looking for them. You know what sounds funner than this? Mini golf. And since I had the pass I didn't even need to pay for the golf balls.
Cool. So me and Trevor went mini golfing, by ourselves.
Clunk.
I had chosen a maroon colored ball, and watched it drop into the shoot where I would collect it. Grabbing the ball and a golf club from the stand, I was on my way. So I could have a free hand I put Trevor in my pocket for safe keeping.
Outside was cold. I could feel the brisk afternoon wind chilling my bones, but the arcade was loud, and at least no one was here to laugh at my loneliness.
I set down the ball on the small square of artificial grass, lining the club up with it. Thennn..
Hah! hole in one
I watched as the ball glided across the mat hitting walls until it slowed to a stop, only a few centimeters away from the hole.
Or maybe not..
I sighed, even a small gust of wind would've gotten it in. Just my luck.
I had gotten it in in 2 hits. Onto the next one. Only 14 left to go..
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