Act 1, Chapter 1 - I miss it
Wilbur's pov
I sigh as I smoke a cigarette on a quiet night in Las Nevadas. I look around, making sure no security or gaurds were coming for my ass. The dead silence, other then the wind, made this setting peaceful.
I take a another huff of my cigarette, now noticing the large and tall building a few feet away. "Las Nevadas casino and bar" read a large, glowing red sign, surrounded by gold lights placed overhead the entrance doors.
Wouldn't hurt checking the place out? Wouldn't hurt to spend a little money on gambling? Right? I put my cigarette out and in my pocket, then realizing that..
What if someone recognized me as 'Wilbur Soot, the man permanently banned from country, Las Nevadas"? I knew atleast someone, someone in that large casino building, would notice me.
I'm not trying to be escorted out this early, hell, i've only been here for a hour or so, i'm not trying to be kicked out, not now atleast.
I remember the first few.. Hundred... Times that i've been kicked out, the man that runs this entire country, Quackity, glaring up at me with his arms crossed, looking as pissed off as ever. I have to say, the look in his eye's every time is just..
Hot.
Wait- why am I calling my very much hated rival, Quackity, hot..? I mean, I do remember what we had back in Pogtopia, but whenever I brought that up to him, he said,
"It was a one time thing, Soot. Don't get your hopes up that easily."
I got to say that,
I kinda miss what we had in Pogtopia..
I miss what happened at Niki's birthday, I want to just..
Ill stop before I get to carried away with this whole thing.
Word count: 300
