to be honest I don't think my meds are working so this is gonna be short and sweet.
Tw - fluff.
( = Wilbur [ = quackity / alex
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This is gonna be off topic from where I was. This is kinda suicidal but I write wattpad stories to relive my stress.. I'm what I'm saying/writing now..
ENJOYY!!
Wilbur pov.
I have to take my meds..- I checked the cabinet from where my med SHOULD BE..they weren't there..I heard a knock at my door..I wonder who it was..I opened my front door to see a man in a beanie that was at least a foot shorter than me..covered in blood..A bunch of blood
I noticed he didn't speak..
(alex...?
[hey
(i-..what's wrong?
[oh no I'm fine..just came to see if you were ok
(you need help alex...
(Ok lets get you cleaned up..youll have to wear my clothes..I guess
After quackity got done showering.
[I think this is too big..
(PFFT-
[SHUT UPPPP
he was wearing some boxers and my hoodie- which was very huge on him..
Cute...
Ok yea I'm done. Not with this but I'm done with life.
Ok bye
-your beloved oliiverhq.