You woke up sick. You immediately needed to go to the bathroom to throw up. You knew you couldn't take care of yourself in this state. Not sure who to call, you decided to call one of your friends, Wilbur.

He arrived at your house as quick as he could, knocking at your door. You answer it, having just thrown up another time.

"You okay?" Wilbur asks gently, nudging you lightly with his elbow. You shake your head.