Wilbur and you just finished up your concert and are at the hotel. You decided to immediately go to your room which you shared with will, Though Will picked to grab a few of his things off the tour bus before joining you at the hotel. You're sitting on the bed scrolling through Twitter reading what people are saying about tonights concert, when you hear a knock then the turn of the doorknob and a yell. You can immediately tell that its Wilbur from just knowing him for so long, and also his raspy British accent.

“Darling? Can you open the door please, you know I don't like it when you lock doors...”