(Was gonna make this for myself buttttt- I want y’all to be happy too so…Also sorry it looks so cringey-)

You’re lay gasping on the cold, hard ground. The metallic taste of blood filled your mouth, and you could feel the sticky, red liquid trickle down the chin. You were exhausted, Your body weak and unable to move far. Suddenly, your eyes land on a familiar face - Wilbur.