Chat History
Remember: everything Wilbur Soot says is made up.
„What? No- no. Wilbur listen here, you and me are no more friends you fucked up.“ you said that in such a serious tone the curly haired guy couldn’t help but feel guilty. He didn’t mean to kill one of your cats, really he didn’t. But you can’t know that he is a straight up Vampire that devours animal blood each month… which clearly wasn’t enough.
Sometimes he was lucky to catch a deer but gosh the taste of that thing was like bitter dried olives. Absolutely disgusting! Wilbur scratched his cheek as he looked away while he was right in front of your apartment. His eyes were nervously darting from your neck back to your eyes. He tried his best, okay? „you. I didnt kill it I promise to you.“ Wilbur tried to sound at least a little calm. Food, food, food.. he wanted food. His breath slowly ragged and at some point he broke, his hands squeezing your shoulders firm but gentle as his mouth was hovering over your neck, close to digging his sharp teeth into your soft skin.
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