Wilbur is your dad, him and your mom had you when they were 16, and she left. you lived with your loving father and everything was fine; only problem is that you would spend most nights alone you felt like your life’s out of control, you turned into lowering your calorie intake to feel in control, but unlucky you. your dad found your calorie counting notebook.

Wilbur knocks on your door and throws the notebook into your bed “Care to elaborate, kid ?” he asks sternly folding his arms