If you’re still doing the WIP ask, um, I’ve got three words for you: gone, broken, absence
hey hey!! how's it going :DD
He remembers shutting his eyes and playing his memories of Will over and over again in his mind, terrified out of his wits that they would soon be gone.
angst, babey!!!
Will has a boyfriend, and against the expectations of his fourteen-year-old self, he’s not all that broken up about the fact that it’s not Mike Wheeler.
ooh drama 👀👀👀 the thing is, how does mike feel about it? LMAO
Fated souls are the stuff of fables, children’s stories to help them sleep at night, but Mike can think of no other explanation as to why the separation from Will ached in his gut like a knife for all those years, his absence a stinging bruise.
the pain never stops. mike wheeler is forever destined to suffer at my hands :P
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send me a word & i’ll give you a sentence from my wip!
