So if Dark's bad lock him in the closet?
They didn’t know about Dark’s claustrophobia until Wilford shoved him in a closet one day. Dark went silent for a few seconds before panicking.
“Will, let me out now! I-I can’t breathe in here.” It’s was like the walls were closing in, inches away and getting nearer by the moment. His breath came in quick hitches and fits.
Wilford heard this from the other side of the door and opened it to find Dark cowering in the corner of the closet with actual tears in his eyes. “Dark?”
Dark brushed past Wilford and walked briskly away, leaving the pink Ego staring at his back feeling oddly guilty.