in like.. two days. No QSMP streams for a while.”

Your roomate. Your bandmate. Wilbur fucking soot. Your married to him on the QSMP. Life couldnt be better.

“Whos gonna take care of Tallullah?” He says, leaning back in his chair.

Chat goes wild.

“If Tallullah dies, im killing you, Wilbur.” You say with a laugh.

“Fair.”