WINGSTOP FUND

Hi, my name is Phoebe and I live in England.

Recently, a Wingstop opened in my area, and I haven’t known peace since.

For years, I’ve watched people across the world bite into their saucy, crispy, lemon pepper wings, whispering “just one bite…” to my phone screen. I’ve imagined the ranch. The seasoned fries. The sweet, sticky heat of the Korean BBQ glaze. And now, it’s finally here — within reach.

But here’s the thing: I want the full experience. Not just one wing. I want wings, fries, dip, maybe even a drink or two. I want to sit down and truly feast.

If you feel moved by this deeply emotional story of longing and flavour-based ambition, please consider helping me fund my journey to Wingstop. Together, we can turn this dream into a greasy, glorious, chicken-filled reality.

Thank you for your kindness,

Phoebe ✨

#WingsForPhoebe