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"Day Two of helping wilbur soot! say hi wilbur!"

"hello wilbur!"

"that's not what i meant! anyways, bye bye camera!"

"bye!"

sitting on the itchy carpet as y/n tried to coach wilbur wasn't the brightest idea at 2:30 am, but hey, if it works it works.

"do you want to get breakfast?"

"are you insane? it's 2 am."

"yes i am. but i'm also hungry and i want to go to the pub."

"but it-"

"wilbur are you purposely avoiding this?"

"...no. i'm not."

"lying doesn't do you any good."

"im not hungry."

y/n stood up and grabbed wilbur's hand so he also stood up. he looked at them.

"we're getting something to eat. and you're eating as much as you want. and zero isn't an answer."

wilbur realized this was much more difficult then he thought.

mental health was much worse than physical health.

y/n stepped out and wilbur grabbed their shoulder.

"what are you doing."

"going out."

"without a coat? or shoes?"

"you did it two days ago."

"because- well i- it's because im ME. i don't matter, you do."

"listen here wilbur soot. you matter. you matter so much it physically hurts other people. cut the shit and we can get somewhere."

y/n stomped out the door and wilbur hurried after them. only in a tshirt and jeans. no shoes. no coat.

"we look insane!"

"because we are!"

they laughed and began dancing in the street. their feet patted against the wet pavement as the spun in the snow.

"wilbur, what are we doing today as of Helping Wilbur Soot?"

"mm, we already showered.. not us together obviously. but i dunno?"

"we're eating today! when is the last time you ate?"

"it's usually protein bars and tea."

y/n sighed as they entered the pub.

"are you vegetarian?"

"no. but meat tastes the same to me."

"okay, you're getting a cheeseburger with chips and water. i'll get a grilled cheese or maybe a salad."