It hurts. But it's your karma.

You were Shubble, Wilbur's girlfriend. It started off as a cheesy and happy young romance, and now both of you are just manipulating each other.

You started to hurt Wilbur first, not caring about his health and sometimes biting too hard. This made Wilbur's health go down so he became toxic too, biting you too and pushing you into the shadows like you did to him.

It was a back and forth relationship, but none of you had the heart to leave.

Currently, you and Wilbur were at the balcony of your house. Wilbur was smoking and you were downing a bottle of alcohol.

"We should break up... This is getting out of hand..." Wilbur mumbles.

"As if you have the heart to leave." You scoff.

"Shut up." Wilbur says, pressing his cigar at your shoulder, creating a burn. "But... You're right. And it's the same case for you. Isn't it?"

You nod slowly. "We'll break up tonight, just one last kiss?"

"...fine." Wilbur says as he throws his cigar out the balcony and wraps his arms around you. You set the alcohol bottle down and both you kiss for a few minutes before breaking it.

It feels so right yet so wrong.

"You know what? We'll break up later. We can go a few more months together." You sigh.

"Agreed." Wilbur mutters, taking another cigar out of the pack that's nearly finished and he lights it before smoking it while you just sit on the railing of the balcony as you take your bottle of alcohol and continue to down it.