--- Wilbur's pov---
The next morning, I threw up like usual and took my painkillers. I didn't bother to get changed today. I felt worse than usual. I didn't feel like doing anything. And I was still struggling with my foot as well.
We all spent the day by the pool. I stayed under the shade while the others swam. But I spent a lot of the time sleeping. I did not feel well at all.
(time skip to a week later)
I still didn't feel any better. If anything I felt worse. And now I only had a few days left here. I could go in the pool again now since my foot was better. Although I was still struggling.
The others thought it would be a good idea to do a pool stream. I sat by the edge of the pool like usual.
"Why won't you get in Will?" Asked Tommy.
"Because last time you tried to drown me and then I cut my foot." I said.
But then I felt someone grab my foot and pull me in. I pulled myself back out after choking for a while. I went back to my lounger. It was pretty boring watching the others. I put on my necklace and ring. Eventually I just went to sleep.
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FanfictionA Wilbur x Quackity fanfic. Using Wilbur trans ftm oc. Also has other dsmp things. TW: dysmorphia, smut (sorta) / fluff, swearing, eating disorder, trauma, pain, getting hit by a car, other stoofs --- Wilbur travels to the North / Central America to...
