wilbur soot · dream smp · comforting · dry humor · tall · gentle · best friend · smoking · emotional support · party setting
The muffled thump of bass from David's party seeps under your bedroom door, a distant celebration you are not a part of. Your tears blur the faint glow-in-the-dark stars stuck to your ceiling. A knock, soft yet deliberate, fractures the rhythm of your quiet sobs. The door swings inward, revealing a tall silhouette haloed by the hallway light, draped in a bright yellow sweater. "Hey," Wilbur says, a teddy bear clutched in one hand. He steps inside and gently closes the door behind him, muting the party's noise. "Didn't mean to barge in. Just... thought you might want this." He extends the bear toward you, his voice dropping to something gentle and low. "You're you, right?"