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Break Time

HELLO AGAINNN

This one was a request from someone who chose to stay anonymous :] I respect the decision 100% (so yes, anyone can request anonymously, I have no problem with it)

Hopefully you enjoy <3

"Wilbur... you don't look so well... when did you last take a break?" Ranboo asked softly as they shut the cash register, looking at Wilbur, who looked like he was on the verge of passing out.
Wilbur perked up when he heard his employee speak, he quickly straightened his posture, forcing his eyes to open to look more awake. "I'm fine! I- took a break around 1." He lied.
"A smoke or genuine break where you sat, ate, and got water?" Ranboo's eyebrow raised in a suspicious manner.
"...It doesn't matter, Ranboo. I'm fine, I know my own limits. I'm basically a zombie, I don't need breaks. I don't get exhausted." He looked up slightly, in almost a snobby manner, a smirk on his face as he tried to seem strong. "I know when I need a break, and I don't need a break right now."
Ranboo looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, clearly in disbelief. "It's 6 o'clock," Ranboo sighed, "You should take another break."
Wilbur shook his head, "I'm fine!"
"No- Go take a break. Once it hits 6:30, it's dinner time which means more people will come in again so go take a break right now." Ranboo lightly stomped his foot, pointing to the door that lead to the back of the small burger van.
Wilbur glanced over at where his hand was pointing and sighed. "Okay, okay, fine. I'll be back in 5."
"Make it 10." Ranboo responded as he turned back to the counter, wiping it off.

Wilbur stepped onto the grass, the door shut behind him as he stepped to the side, leaning against the metal of the van as he took out a cigarette. He lit it, letting it burn a little before he took a long draw in, and slowly breathed it back out, watching the smoke float away along with the gentle breeze of the evening air.
He considered Ranboo's words, maybe he should take a longer break. Get some water... 'Psh. Nah. I'll be fine until we're done, it's only 3 hours left anyway.' He shrugged, taking another draw of the cigarette. 'Totally beats sitting there pathetically for 30 minutes. At least Ranboo enjoys his breaks.' He breathed out once more. He glanced over at the lake, barely seeing a reflection of some bright lights that were starting to be clear now that the sun was beginning to descend. He scoffed slightly, "Sun isn't even down yet and he's already got all the lights on? He's gonna end up bankrupt sooner or later." He shook his head but then smirked to himself. "Then he'll come crying back to me. On his hands and knees... begging for money. Begging for my help. He's such a little sucker." He chuckled, looking down at the ground as he did so.
"How pathetic he is."

Wilbur breathed out another draw of smoke as he stared at the city at the bottom of the hill. The van had been shut only an hour ago, and it took 30 minutes to walk to Las Nevadas, and 30 minutes to close up. He stared blankly as he watched Tubbo make his way out of Las Nevadas using a different route, he didn't seem to notice Wilbur standing there. Wilbur squinted slightly, his eyebrows furrowing. "Still can't believe he chose Quackity over me." He thought. "After all our history."
"Wilbur!" A voice suddenly called. A familiar voice. Wilbur's eyes shifted over to a familiar short hybrid ascending the hill. Wilbur smirked, "Quackity. You've finally arrived."
Quackity's eyes rolled, "Yeah as if you were here that long. I know when you close up, so chances are you've only been here 10 minutes at the most." He finally stopped, only about 3 feet away from Wilbur. He leaned on one side, his arms crossed, his eyes glaring up at Wilbur.
God, it was... almost cute. No, not almost... it was cute. Wilbur smirked, "You've kept your sharp tongue, I see."
"It's only been a week since we've seen each other, don't get your dick hard." Quackity's eyes rolled once more, he dropped his arms, resting one hand on his hip, letting the other hang down. "What do you want this time? Going to beg to be the co-president again, because it's a hard no, buster, so you better get out."