【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章

Notes:
Hello! Before you proceed, I would just like to note that the portrayal of the voices in this fic is not meant at all to parallel real-life mental issues! I would like everyone to keep this in mind. Be respectful, and be kind. Thank you :)
Summary:
"You look at him like you look at me, and I don’t know what to make of that.”
Father’s gaze pinned Wilbur to his seat, even more than the soreness of his body did. Even Tommy had fallen quiet, sensing –in the way that younger siblings do—that his brother was in the sort of trouble that required absolute silence.