Wilford's head snapped towards Goop, "what about him?" He asked raising an eyebrow as he sat down in the booth. "I know you think of him everytime you drink that's why you hesitated at the bar because you felt guilty...." Goop said looking away, "i- do you just follow me around what the hell?!" Wilford asked, "No of course not, i have my sources other than Dark and Anti ya know." Goop snarled. "Okay, yes that's why i hesitated... Anything else?" Wilford asked, "I know you hurt him... Really bad..." Goop said looking out the window. "I... You know where he is don't you?" Wilford asked looking down.

"Yes, and I also know he doesn't want to talk to you and im not going to tell you where he is for you to go and hurt him unless i can guarantee you've changed." Goop glared at the pink moustached man who glanced up at Goop with sympathetic eyes. "I've changed Goop, I love him unlike everyone I've ever loved before, please let me fix this..." Wil begged quietly.

Goop smiled a little glancing down and scoffed a little in amusement, "Everyone...." He mumbled before Wilford had a chance to reply Goop slid a piece of paper over to him. "That's the address if i find out you hurt him again i won't hesitate to hurt you." Goop growled a little before standing. Wilford took the paper in his hand and stood as well, "I'm sorry by the way..." Wilford mumbled. This caught Goops attention, he turned to Wil. "I know I hurt you and im sorry, i never forgave myself for what i did... i still haven't. You were the best thing to have happened to me in a long time." Wilford continued, Goop smiled a little bit and punched Wilford's arm. "Don't be getting mushy on me egg head, i don't want the waterworks to start because we'll end up saying or doing something we regret." Goop smiled before kissing Wilford cheek and leaving.

Wilford smiled softly to himself before leaving as well, he read the address on the note. Goop got to used to doing shady deals, he thought as he walked down the street turning down an alleyway that had a door at the end. "This is it..." He mumbled before walking up to it, he stood there for a moment hesitating. What if Yandere really didn't want to see him, what if he didn't want to be with him anymore. Every possibility ended badly in his head, he finally worked up the courage to knock on the door, almost instantly the door swung open and Wilford felt a pair of arms around him. "I hate you!" Yandere cried out as he hugged Wilford tightly and buried his face in Wilford's chest.

(Authors Note)
I want to know how many people want To be Lost In Vegas every week instead of every other week so i need you to write in the comments which you prefer.

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