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Wilbur stared at the man who stood next to him. The falling snow was landing in his dark hair, and it looked like stars lighting up the night sky. His posture was not uptight as it usually was, his hair slightly messy. For once, he wasn't fighting to look put together. For once, neither of them were playing an act. They were simply existing in tandem.
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Wilbur and Quackity's last interaction before Wilbur's final lore stream