Angst:
Raped:
Quackity nearly trips over his chair when he stands, a dizziness in his head making his body tip. With an exaggerated limp, he stumbles by the office's door. His hand connects with the hard wood for stability. Wilbur, who is tidying up the desk, glances over to him. "Q, are you alright? I should've cut you off sooner, huh?"
