Wilbur struggled his whole life with overwhelming expectations. He felt as though he would never be good enough, he felt like a screw up. When screw up meets screw up, can they fix each other? Or will they just become a dumpster fire of trauma? This is my attempt at writing first person, I strongly prefer writing third person stories. But I thought it'd be fun to give this a try! This is a quackbur story that is pretty angsty. I'll put TW/CW when necessary. ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ This story contains: -Swearing -Constant use of alcohol -Abuse -S/h -suggested sex -make out scenes -su!c!de
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