Wilbur was standing only about a foot away from the edge of the platform where the tube line ran, he thought himself to be pathetic. He led an insignificant life that no one would remember or miss, and he was practically mere weeks away from debt and homelessness, he should just jump already. He had nothing and no one to live for, what was stopping him? Despite this, he still hesitated. He had wanted to end things for a long time, no point in chickening out now, right?