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this chapter briefly mentions a character talking about love in a negative way.
please read with caution and enjoy <3
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WILBUR SOOT WAS SUPPOSED TO PERFORM IN front of audiences and entertain crowds until he could comfortably support himself and any needs his parents and friends could have. he was supposed to be surrounded by friends, people he loved in a way that was ancient and familiar, in a way that warmed his heart like no other and burdened him in no way, shape, or form.
this is what wilbur was thinking about in a shared hotel room with all of the lovejoy members, audrey, leandra, as well as elodie.
it had been his plan all along - giving a good life to everyone around him. he never exactly found in his plan the concept of love, being in it and wanting it.
the romance movies on television were cringy: gigantic displays of affection that would make him feel sick to his stomach. nothing interested him besides playing the strings of his five-year-old acoustic guitar, loving the melodies he filled the air with. he also was interested in the way his nimble fingers clicked his keyboard and mouse as he played a block game - whether that be reenacting scenes on the long-ended dreamsmp or taking care of tallulah the newly created qsmp.
