part 7?? | wilbur

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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.

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