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"So, we haven't really spoken about last night" Wilbur speaks up after we had been walking in silence for a few minutes after leaving a crystal shop, (he had bought a bracelet with a green jade crystal on it, while I hadn't bought anything). "I'm sorry for making you hang out with me while you probably have a hangover.." He mumbles, glancing down at me.
I furrow my eyebrows as I let it sink in what he had said. "Yeah, that's something I don't really understand, actually.." I look down at my shoes as I walk. "I just ordered water, I don't think I was drunk. I mean, I've never researched it or anything but I think I might have been drugged.." I nervously admit to him. He hums, staying silent for a moment.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" He asks. "Like, uh, do you remember me seeing you guys in the pub? Or me and my friends taking you home?" He mentions things that I in fact, didn't remember.
"No, I-I don't. Fuck-- was I actually drugged?" I begin to worry a bit. "I'm scared it was Lou, but he's a good guy.. I'm sure he would never do that" I shake my head and carefully swing the bag that held my newly bought record as I focus on walking.
"You never know a person's true intentions Y/N.." he whispers. "I wouldn't be so sure, alright? Be careful" He nudges me slightly, I lift my head and smile at him, nudging him back.
"I promise I'll be careful" I nod, he smiles back and nods as well. "Since I'm not so sure about who had done it or if I even was drugged, I won't file a report-- can you even file a report for that?" I question. "Whatever-- Let's enjoy the rest of our day. We have about two hours till sunset, you wanna get dinner?" I lift my head and stare into his eyes, his glasses reflecting the sun and making me squint as it shines into my eyes, yet I didn't look away.
"Sure. What do you like?" He stares back at me, golden hour making him look like some famous model.
"Wil," I begin, a large smile forms on his face just by the nickname he had told me to use. "What do you like.. all day you've been asking me what I like. You have feelings to y'know" I roll my eyes at him.
