what month… what day was it, you couldn’t really remember- did it matter at this point? How long had it been since Wilbur went- KABOOM. To l’manburg? Who knows. All that matters at the moment- well for everyone else was rebuilding, but.. for you it was different… after Wilbur had died.. killed by his own father. It hurt.. really. badly, you couldn’t explain why.. maybe it was because.. of how In love you are with him.. or maybe it was because waking up alone.. hurt? Who knows anymore- and who cares? It was months ago and you had to focus on other matters. Until.. after a while word spread around that he was.. back?- well they said revived.. according to Tommy and Ranboo.. he wasn’t really actually gone at first, Ghostbur existed but it wasn’t the same.. no it wasn’t that was a whole other him.. that wasn’t your Wilbur. But you didn’t believe it, the only person who could revive was dream- and that motherfu- a loud KNOCK echoed through your home. Who was it? No body was planning to come over… there’s no way..? Right. Opening the door there standing in front of you. Smoking a cigarette and looking a bit- different was Wilbur. He smirked a bit “shocked to see me darling?”