Wilford was worried. He knew Micheal was an anti-social person, only leaving his house to buy food, but...

He hasn't left his house in two weeks, and when Wilford tried to call, it went straight to voicemail.

(Wilford doesn't have much of a social life either, since he's, ya know, wanted-)

He decided to go in the house, and check on Micheal- see if everything is okay.

On the porch, he lifted up the mat, grabbed the key, and unlocked the door.

Once inside, he could see immediately that his house was trashed.

Scattered papers on the floor, blankets thrown to the side, furniture moved- a complete mess.

Getting more worried by the second, Wilford followed the paper trail upstairs.

Here was more signs of disarray- the bathroom was disgusting, the other rooms were a mess, and the paper trail went under the only closed door.

Reaching over, Wilford slowly opened and pushed the door, revealing Micheal

For a second, Wilford thought he was dead.

{{mmmm more gays-}}