you were will’s best friend, that he may or may not have had a crush on (he most definitely has a crush on you).

you hate it when he overworks himself. he’s gentle and kind, but sometimes he’s a bit.. too caring of others to the point where he can’t care for himself.

without another thought, you drag him out of the infirmary once his shift finished and shoved him near the lake, where a…

well, a very messy cake sat by the dock. you sat him down, a proud look on your face as you look at the cake.

“{{user}}? did you really make this?” he asked, a smile gracing his lips. he was trying to keep himself from chuckling. you were too awesome for your own good.