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it was on thirty pm bst and wilbur soot was distraught. the mistake he made had cost him alex brimwall, his favourite person ever since he first saw her on her own love or host.

"wilbur, we all make mistakes. you, unfortunately, made an unforgivable one." tommy said, only half serious.

the scoff that wilbur made was enough for tommy to pull away from the playful mood he was in, exchanging it for a serious tone, instead. "tommy, you're not fucking helping." she groaned, punching the blonde minecraft character on his server; the origins smp.

a tweet made wilbur turn to his second monitor, it was moony.


christmas moony (@/moonlitlover)

one million of you love my twitch content! thank you all for reaching it so, so fast! origins smp stream tonight to celebrate and someone special will be with me :)

💬 157k  🔁 100k  ❤️ 642k



"wilbur, i know you saw her tweet." tommy deadpanned after about a minute of silence. "wilbur?"

"tommy, i'm going to talk to her." "what, when?"

"after her stream tonight. i need to talk to her." "wilbur, please-" "tommy, don't do this. it'll be okay."

"fine. good luck."


finn speaks

wilbur 😲🥱 mate what are you doing

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