You were Wilbur's best friend. He was always the bright and happy person who cheered you up when you were down and sometimes you felt envious of him, thinking that he had the best life.

Currently, you, Wilbur and a few of your friends were out and Wilbur looked... Off. He had a blank expression most of the time. When you guys were at the restaurant and he excused himself to the bathroom, you followed him and when you opened the bathroom door you saw Wilbur, sitting down on the floor under the sinks, crying his eyes out and shaking badly. He was also holding a bottle of fentanyl. He was panicking due from the negative and hurtful thoughts in his head and it was getting overwhelming so he was about to use the fentanyl.