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Would you stay with me tonight?
Wilbur, I —
I know what I was saying earlier, I won’t — No funny business, I swear.
You’re blushing.
I just don’t want to be alone. Please.
...Okay. Lead the way.
This bed is so fuckin’ small, Wilbur.
I know it’s not quite built for two. You don’t have to …
You gonna join me or what?
Why did you ask me here?
I told you, I didn’t want to be alone.
Then why did it take you ‘til now? Why tonight? ...Nothing?
I don’t know what you want me to say, Q. Can’t we just— just stay here like this? Enjoy each others’ company?
I guess so.
...Quackity?
I’m going to do it, you know. Tomorrow. I know you think it’s not time yet, that there’s another way to save Manberg. You were always more hopeful than me.
You’ll be okay. You’ll move on from this mess, and do great things. You have so much passion, Q, so much fire inside you. You could light the whole world with just one smile. I think you’re going to be just fine without me.
You know, I kind of regret asking you to stay. I can’t quite do a walk of shame from here. Nowhere to go.
If you were awake, you’d tell me that was stupid of me. Tell me it was a real dumbass move to beg to have you in my bed because I was too scared to be alone then want to run anyway, yeah?
I like that you call me on my bullshit. Nobody else will, and god knows I need to be put in my place now and then.
Actually, you know what’s funny? Every time you’ve tried talking me down from this plan, it makes me hesitate. Only for a moment, but it’s more than anyone’s managed so far. I think… I think if things had been different, maybe you’d even be able to convince me.
I’m sorry. I know— I know it won’t mean much, after everything. …For what it’s worth, I meant what I said. I do love you. As much as I can love someone, in my own fucked-up way.
I wish it could be enough.