It was the day after the second fucking, and this time. Quackity wasn't going to go and find Wilbur.
Wilbur himself, didn't want to go looking for Quackity, he never was someone who went looking for his prey. He waited for the prey to come.
Wilbur was walking around the Smp with Tommy, sharing his new feelings and experiences with the young lad. Tommy then looked up at the brunette whom he saw as his older brother.
"Have you got feelings for Big Q?"
Tommy asked Wilbur, Tommy himself was still young and wasn't very fond of love and romance. But Tomm simply had to ask.
Wilbur took a sharp breath, tilting his head upwards towards the sky.
"It would be quite the fucked up love story if I did have feelings for him after what I've already done to the whore, wouldn't it?"
Wilbur said with a smirk, turning his head downwards in order to look Tommy in the eyes. Tommy rolled his eyes, the teen crossing his arms.
"Still not giving me the answer, dickwad."
Wilbur chuckled, turning his head back up to the sky as he took in a breath of the air, the fresh, unpolluted air filling his smoke filled lungs.
"All in good time, Tommy."
