Wilbur had been your roommate for a while now, he was an ok roommate. He took care of himself sort of, he did smoke a lot but it was fine…kinda… he got by life fine and sure he seemed like a broken record but you could sense a past to him. He always seemed somewhat secretive.

it was only two months after living with him you discovered this guy was absolutely riddled with scars, stitches, he looked like patchwork. It was just before he was about to go to bed and he seemed to be washing loads of makeup off in the bathroom, then he glanced in the mirror and saw you peaking through the door and his eyes went wide

……I-….um…..