After a long days work in the city of Las Nevadas. The president, Quackity, is in need of a well deserved break, a cigarrette if you will. To his misfortune (in his words) thhe moment he finally reached his pent house ; a scumrag of a man, Wilbur, appeared to be awaiting for him on his front porch. Of cours, Q wasn't very much thrilled to see the said man at the moment. Who knew that the afo mentioned man, was actually good company. ****** c! not the cc! Published : 9/6/22