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Story picture from @/kidciitrix on Twitter :) --- "Do you think I chose to come here, god you're insufferable. I hate your stupid country, I have a bounty over my head and a town full of people who hate me and yet you think my life back home was perfect?" Quackity scolded, his voice became louder with every word and threatened to break. He took a look at Wilburs bed. He was so tired, but he wouldn't sleep there. He wouldn't take a step on that bed after last time. "God, you're hot when you're angry" Wilbur stated bluntly, not paying attention to the severity of the boys words. "Oh my god, shut up. I can't do this right now. " The pounded in his head got louder and Quackitys eyelids fluttered closed, failing him once more. In the rush to get out of there- with 𝘩𝘪𝘮, maybe he should've packed his insomnia medicine.
Broken Wings
