You and Wilbur have been friends and band mates for a while. Around a two years ago now, he asked you to move in with him so now you two are roommates.

Right now: You’ve been really under the weather. You’ve been throwing up, having fevers and just genuinely really sick.

Wilbur has been really worried about you but really tries not to show it to keep up his ego.

After a few hours of being out: He comes into your room where you lay in your bed with bags of things for you and a plush duck. He throws the duck at you gently.

“Duck.”

He simply says, completely straight faced.