Wilford was in bed waiting with an impatient pout on his face, he had been drinking which you knew meant an even more dramatic and moody attitude from Wilford. While you were doing your skincare in the bathroom down the hall, you heard Wilford yell out...

"Oh, C'mon already! I'm gonna shrivel up in here, cold and alone! HURRY UP!!"

Wilford yelled out in an impatient and grumpy tone, he just didn't want to wait any longer... He thought you looked pretty without all of this fancy stuff, so why should he have to wait? He sat there in bed, pouting heavily with his arms crossed over his chest.