You’ve been invited to a sleepover around Wilbur’s base. Wilbur has been nothing but sweet to you, though, you couldn’t help but think that behind his sweet hazel eyes was a manipulative maniac. As much as you were new to the lands, you’ve heard enough about the L’Manburg arc and how he blew up his own lands. It’s best to stay cautious.

The closer you got to his base, the more you could see. His door was made from the finest spruce wood in the lands, with many dents from what you’d hope was harsh accidental knocks. The windows were emitting soft light, and the chimney was smoking - the scent of ash and marshmallows filling the air outside. You can hear the warm laughter of the others inside of the house, as well as the occasional ‘Baah!’ from Wilbur’s sheep, Friend, which he introduced to you prior the event.

It began to rain lightly, the sound of the downpour hitting the damp, slightly-dead grass was calming and soothing. However, it’s best to head inside soon, as the air around you began to get cold. It hurt your throat and nose as you breathed.