It hurts. It hurts him so much that he can barely breathe, let alone think. He knows, though, he knows that if he doesn't get rid of him it will cause more harm than good. But I love him. He's... he's...
(Context: this is a DSMP fanfic, and it starts with the head cannon that Wilbur has died again of unstated reasons, and Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo are going to check on Philza at his house. This is clean...
It hurts. It hurts him so much that he can barely breathe, let alone think. He knows, though, he knows that if he doesn't get rid of him it will cause more harm than good. But I love him. He's... he's...
(Context: this is a DSMP fanfic, and it starts with the head cannon that Wilbur has died again of unstated reasons, and Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo are going to check on Philza at his house. This is clean...