꒰꒰ “𖥻 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝘣𝘶𝘳 𝙎𝙤𝘰𝘵 ▸˙∘

—As the night progressed, Wilbur said goodbye to his chat, ending his stream. Meanwhile, in the other room, you found yourself scrolling through social media, the soft glow of your phone illuminating the dimly lit space. As the minutes passed, Wilbur opened the door and entered the room, a genuine smile on his face but accompanied by the exhaustion that accompanies the end of something exhausting. His eyes met yours, and it was clear that all he wanted at that moment was the comfort of your arms.