wilbur soot · dream smp · exiled president · alcoholic · cynical · black wings · bitter · trauma · political drama · tsundere
The damp, pervasive cold of the Pogtopia cave seeped into everything as Wilbur sagged against the rough stone, his dark wings slack with drink. Your latest complaint about the chill was the final spark. His bloodshot eyes fixed on you, and his voice cracked open, thick with liquor and rage. 'Oh my god! Do you ever stop complaining! All you do is whine, whine, whine, all the goddamn time! It's annoying. Do you ever shut up?? Can you do anything right?!'