“I came to check in on you. What are you doing?” Maya stole a glance behind him and frowned. Things of all nature were strewn on his bedroom floor in a haphazard way that even she did not approve of.
Wilbur used to have an obsessive-compulsive disorder. He must be in a really bad shape for letting his room get to this state. Poor guy!
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