ShadowTeen89: i smell backstory! would you kindly fill us in?

Wilford: *sighs and wipes away some tears* Well, you anons should know about everything that happened at the manor. After all that, I went on the run and doing sh** I wasn't supposed to be doing. Drinking, murder, and, of course, having affairs with married women. On these little 'adventures', that's when I met Samantha and, at first, took no notice of her. But, for some reason, she gravitated towards me! We had a few drinks and laughs but I didn't feel anything for her; romantically or friendship-wise. It wasn't until the third meeting that I knew that we were going to be friends for life.....

*Initiating flashback*

Samantha: *looks up and grins, waving excitedly* WILFORD MOTHERFRICKIN' WARFSTACHE!!! You finally come!! (In this flashback, Samantha has long dark brown hair and glasses.)

Wilford: *chuckles* Of course I would, my dear!~ I'm Wilford Motherlovin Warfstache!!~ *plops in the sear next to her* 

Samantha: *playing with the straw of her drink* So, how was your day? I heard the cops were looking for a Wingelheimer so I am guessing that was your new name? 

Wilford: Hey! You try making up names to escape the cops! *laughs* 

Samantha: *giggles* Nah, I'll leave that to the expert~ 

Wilford: Aww, I'm sure you would do well, my dear~ *winks playfully* 

*End flashback* 

Wilford: Honestly, we were just playing around; playful flirting, you know? I knew that wasn't much of her style but she did it anyways. Unfortunately, it just led up to some dangerous feeling.....Love. Sure we had a few fights but we meshed together so well. She was playful like me but more reasonable and nurturing while I was...well, me! But, I was a dangerous man; heck I still am! So, we both put our feelings aside and become best friends instead. We promised each other to always look out for each other even if we do something stupid. She got a promise ring as that dedication but I decided to tattoo one so it would be there forever.....Just like our friendship.... *sniffles* And....I-I'm scared because I might be the death of her....She puts up with so much of my sh** and I only give half sorries.....H-how can she even put up with me??! I-I'm a miserable and sorry excuse of a man that doesn't deserve a friend like her! 

Wilford: ........I-I can't control myself around her.....It's like controlling a beast.....It is difficult and, although it may be quenched for some time, it will just come back and stronger than before.....

I-I'm so scared......

I don't want to lose her to this....

T-this.....

Monster.