there will be trouble !

darling you got to let me know, should i stay or should i go? if you say that you are mine, i'll be here 'til the end of time. so you got to let me know, should I stay or should I go? it's always tease, tease, tease. you're happy when i'm on my knees. one day it's fine and next it's black. so if you want me off your back, well, come on and let me know, should i stay or should i go?

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wristrcket‌:

“hey! watch where your going asshole!” lucas called after the person who ran into him, his eyebrows furrowing as they just… shoved him and walked away like it was no big deal. “people are such… asses.” he groaned, head shaking. “but, as i was saying! my favourite ride is the zipper because the smell of puked up funnel cake just… reminds me of home.” he mused, obviously joking as he continued his conversation/

hazel eyes rolled as the stranger walked away like nothing had happened. people were asses, but that wasn’t exactly news to either of them. “can’t say i’m surprised,” will mused, pursing his lips as he watched the other saunter off. at the return to their previous topic, will’s nose wrinkled. “it’s a little less exciting when it’s the smell of your puked up funnel cake,” he replied, thinking back to the the time that the party had rode the zipper immediately after eating a few years ago. will had thrown up all over the ride, which was an absolute disaster. he couldn’t say he had fond memories of the zipper these days. 

[wlllbycrs]

mikewhlrs‌:

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁  ›  @wlllbycrs.

the  wheeler’s  basement  was  the  lifeblood  of  MANY  things  —  most  prominently  ,  practically  EVERY  dnd  campaign  the  party’d  been  on  ,  but  …  it  wasn’t  just  that  .  it  was  where  they’d  spent  their  CHILDHOODS  together  ,  where  they  met  after  long  ,  drawn  out  days  of  grade  school  ,  or  for  photos  before  every  school  dance  .  it  was  where  they’d  given  el  her  first  home  within  the  gang  ,  &  where  they’d  all  become  a  family  .

two  pm  on  a  summer  afternoon  finds  one  will  byers  &  mike  wheeler  in  this  exact  spot  ,  where  they’re  meant  to  be  hanging  out  .  it’s  not  shocking  that  mike  has  SORT  OF  switched  the  conversation  to  focus  on  what  it  always  did  these  days  …  him  &  eleven  !  tone  is  excited  ,  hurried  ,  recounting  a  tale  from  the  other  night  that  obviously  had  to  be  told  to  his  best  friend  .   “   —  and  then  he  was  like  ,  ‘  i  said  three  inches  !  ’  ,  and  el  used  her  powers  to  slam  the  door  shut  ,  and  then  —   ”   boy  will  pause  ,  taken  out  of  his  trance  ,  green  hues  settling  on  his  friend  with  a  frown  .   “   will  ,  are  you  even  listening  ?   ”

for as long as will could remember, the wheeler’s basement had felt like a safe place to him. when he was little and his parents fought, this was where he found refuge. countless campaigns had been planned here, as had dozens of sleepovers with the party. it was a home to so many of them, will included. even now, with their friend group scattered most of the time, it served as a hang out spot on days when they could make their schedules align. it didn’t happen often, but in some ways, that made it even more special. will missed being here with his friends when he was at work, or moping around the house because everyone was busy. 

naturally, when mike had invited will over, the teenage had been ecstatic. for the first time in a long time, will was going to spend some quality time with his best friend. and naively, will had expected them to talk about a new campaign maybe, or back to the future or something. but, instead, mike was talking about eleven. will loved eleven; she was the closest thing he had to a sister. but, lately, mike couldn’t focus on anything else. eyes glazed over, will propped his chin up on his hand, fighting a yawn. maybe it was rude, but he had zoned out of their conversation about five minutes ago. “what?” he asked, snapping out of it at the sound of his name. “sorry, mike.” will apologized, sitting up straighter. “but, maybe you should actually listen to hopper? i mean, you are dating his daughter.”

[wlllbycrs]

jcnathcnbyrs‌:

jonathan raises an eyebrow at the way will scrunches up his nose, a TELLTALE sign of conflict, irritancy, something that causes the gears in his brother’s mind to turn faster than usual. he sits patiently, just trying to figure out what he can do to help, to understand. “ not really. ” he repeats the other’s words. with a shrug he takes it as an answer, not really thinking of what the true meaning behind it could be. jonathan never really though that deep into many things. 

“ maybe you and the guys can find something new to have fun over. d&d is, uh, great and all. ” jonathan had no interest in d&d but he wasn’t about to admit that again to will right now. “ is there other games ? maybe the arcade ? ” he sighs. is he really helping at all ? “ either way. i hope they can at least shut up about their girlfriends for a little while for the sake of your friendship. ” taking another bite of his food, jonathan remembers something. “ even if they don’t want to hang out, you’ve been hanging out with OTHERS right ? i think i saw you with someone else the other day. ” he scratches his neck. was it that heather girl ? or was it someone else ? he wishes his memory wasn’t so shit sometimes. 

“no, not really,” will shook his head, taking another bite of his burger. girls were great as friends, but will had no intention of leading one on any time soon. even if it might make his reputation a little bit better, or it might impress his friends. that wasn’t high on his list of priorities. “i don’t want a girlfriend.” he shrugged, not bothering to clarify that he’d rather date someone else. 

if the problem was d&d, then maybe they could find something else to bond over. but that didn’t really seem like the real issue here. after all, it wasn’t like the guys had just outgrown the game - they had outgrown games in general. “i don’t know. i mean, i think max still goes to the arcade, but i’m not sure about the guys,” will replied. he appreciated jonathan’s willingness to help, considering he didn’t know or understand half of the problem. “yeah, me too. i mean, it’s not just them talking about girls. mike’s also ditched me, a few times,” will admitted, shoulders curving in slightly. protectively. at jonathan’s question, will sat up straighter, wondering who exactly jonathan was talking about. maybe heather? or eleven? surely not mickey. after all, jonathan was usually too busy with work to come by the movies when mickey was there. “oh, um. yeah, i’ve been hanging out with some other people.” he replied, keeping his voice even. 

[wlllbycrs]

itsallfcryou‌:

@wlllbycrs

“why do you like boys? they suck.” at least that was how max felt. el believed it, too. she adored her friends, but she knew how people like troy and the other bullies could be. no girls had been mean to her; not yet, at least. she offered her cone out to will, letting him have another lick of her concoction: peanut butter with strawberry sauce, rainbow sprinkles, and not one, but two waffle cones. though she was pretty sure he didn’t love the combination, he was good at pretending like he did. thankfully, steve had let them hide out in the back room of scoops ahoy, meaning el didn’t have to be worried about people seeing her. “you should tell your mom to come over. my dad keeps asking about her. he’s in love with her or something, probably.”

if will had been eating any of el’s ice cream at the time, he would have choked. her question was as blunt as ever, and he felt his face heat up. “i-,” he paused, looking at her. “why do you say that?” he asked, crossing his arms across his chest. he hadn’t outright admitted to liking boys, but he hadn’t exactly denied it either. if there was a person he trusted with something like this, it was el. after all, the two were close - she was the sister he had never had. and due to her childhood, she didn’t have the same bias and hatred towards people like him that some people did. but, she wasn’t exactly known for being great at keeping secrets. leaning closer, he ate another bite of the sugary treat, more for el’s sake than his own. he was a fan of subtler flavors, but he loved el enough to put up with her crazy connections. besides, will could always ask steve for a cup of mint chocolate chip on his way out. “he is?” he asked, eyebrows raising. that was sort of news to him. “since when?”

[wlllbycrs]

antiqvchcart‌:

       “ no worries, no worries, “ ginny smiled, taking the brown paper bag in her arms. though she said those words, there was a bit of a lie embedded in it. when she realized that her bag was gone, her heart began to race a hundred miles a minute. her job was on the line, or at least she could safely assume so.

she really couldn’t stop for a conversation right now; she needed to get the staff’s lunches. but something held her there. “ i don’t mean to be too bold, “ she said with a bashful chuckle. “ but you look familiar. but you’re young aren’t you. we didn’t go to middle school together, did we ? “

she suddenly remembered where she’d seen that face before. it had been years since his name found its way to local bylines, but his portrait was there. but the byline had announced that he’d died. hmph. “ sorry, “ she apologized, holding out her hand ( the one that wasn’t holding the brown paper bag ) for him to shake. “ virginia ballard. you can call me ginny. “

will felt bad about the mistake, even if it had been an honest one. clearly, it had mattered to the girl, which was fair. no one liked getting the wrong order. with an apologetic smile, will started to go, turning towards the door. he only stopped once he realized the girl was still talking to him. “oh, um,” he paused, studying her face for a moment. he did remember her vaguely, and considering hawkins wasn’t a large town, it was definitely possible that they had gone to school together. “uh, yeah. i am pretty young. but maybe you were in eighth grade when i was in sixth?” he offered. 

but then, of course, there were lots of places where she could have seen will’s face. after all, the week he had disappeared, it had been plastered all over town. it had been in the papers, and it had been on missing posters. some had still been up after will had gotten out of the hospital; the picture was one jonathan had taken, and he had looked so bright and happy in it. after that week, will had gotten rid of it. “will byers,” he shook her hand, giving her a small smile. “sorry about your lunch, again.”

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jcnathcnbyrs‌:

jonathan smiles as will pronounced his like for both the girls, it made him happy. they were both great additions to the group in his mind and in all honesty protected the boys better than he did sometimes. “ so it’s THE GUYS. ” jonathan starts, taking a bite of his food. he wondered what their group dynamic would be like now when will was no longer in the upside down or a host for some monster. i guess they all struggled with it just like he had. but it had to be different. “ girlfriends⏤ is it all the guys ever talk about ? ” jonathan asks. 

jonathan knew will wasn’t big into girls, more specifically the dating scene. or so he thought. it was only what he noticed. will never had that much interest and jonathan ASSUMED it had to do with the shit he had been through. trauma had interesting ways of slithering itself into people’s lives. jonathan thought for a moment. was it because out of all four of them, will was the only one without a girlfriend or someone of interest ? they never really talked about stuff like this but. it was worth a shot. “ do you want a girlfriend ? ”

it was the guys. in a way. not that will blamed them entirely; after all, he was happy that his friends were all happy. even if they weren’t in relationships, they were all focused on girls, which was something will just couldn’t connect with. he wanted them to be able to hang out and play d&d together like they used to, but now things were different. “uh, yeah,” he nodded, taking a small bite of his burger. “i mean, mostly. when we do hang out, that’s usually what they want to talk about.” and will got that. if he could talk about who he liked, maybe he wouldn’t mind it so much. but currently, he couldn’t do that.

at jonathan’s question, will wrinkled his nose. it was an involuntary reflex - he had never been good at hiding his emotions. it was part of the reason why it was so easy to pick on him. after all, any time he was upset or uncomfortable or even happy, it was written all across his face. will didn’t want a girlfriend. no part of him thought that was a good idea, even if it would help him blend in better. it wouldn’t be fair to them, not when will knew he would never actually like them like that. “uh, no. not really,” he shook his head. 

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evemables‌:

how was she ? glancing at the notebook, she had to think. her mother and brother were gone. she now lived alone. the other day, she got yelled out by strangers for being crazy, her emotions were hard to pinpoint and she felt like doing things she shouldn’t. she felt incredibly confused. she was starting to get scared she was losing herself in all of this. but, besides that. “ i’d by LYING if i said i was good but i’m definitely, fine. ” she shrugs. “ ⏤the world isn’t really forgiving to those who need time. you know ? so i just work, spent time by myself. rinse and repeat. ” she wonders for a moment, tapping her fingers against the table. “ how are you ? besides, everything. ”

it was a stupid question for him to ask; of course she wasn’t great. but they didn’t know much about one another, so it wasn’t like will could just jump into a conversation. after all, the biggest thing they had in common was a sensitive subject, so it was probably best to leave it alone for now. still, he frowned slightly at evelyn’s answer. “i...i get it,” he nodded, folding his hands on the table. “i needed time to adjust, when i was found. but, there’s no way to really take that time, you know?” his family and friends had tried to help him, but it wasn’t like he could just drop out of school and spend his days locked away in his room. he had had to move on, whether he wanted to or not. “i’m fine,” he told her. because comparatively, he was. his life had been turned upside down (literally) two years ago, but it was slowly coming back together.

[strangerthingscast]

Sranger Things + TV Tropes: Will Byers.

↳ “He puts everyone before himself, this character never feels sorry for himself despite how much he’s been tortured.”

[wlllbycrs]

hcndyman‌:

mickey needed to be careful: there was a fine line between being nice and flirting a little too much. the last thing he wanted to do was scare him away, reminding himself of that he tried to keep his cool. but the other made it extremely hard without even knowing it, maybe will was catching onto him…he had been coming to the movies a lot lately but even if he did have a suspicion about him he was really good at hiding it. “not really sure, you might as well just close the whole place,” he shrugged with a light chuckle. as if that would even be a thing, the mall was the most popular place hawkins had ever seen, everyone and their mother wanted to come there, especially this summer. when will leaned in, mickey leaned to get a good listen and was happy with the words he had heard. he was really offering to sneak him into the movies like he had done with all of his friends…maybe this was a sign that they were getting closer. he deinitely wouldn’t object to that idea. “really?” he questioned, “that would be so cool…” he replied with a smile (stop blushing — he thought to himself). “you’re the best,” mickey said as he watched the other run his popcorn under the butter. 

sometimes, will thought that there was a small chance that maybe, just maybe, mickey didn’t only come to the theater to see a movie. but then, of course, the rational part of his brain would catch up to the hopeful side and remind him that mickey was straight. he had to be. it didn’t matter than their hands had brushed against each others’ occasionally while they were working on experiments in science, or that sometimes the way mickey looked at him made will feel like he was going to explode. it was all in his head, because boys like mickey moore were never going to like boys like will byers. “it would save me from coming in,” he nodded, smiling shyly. “but then i would also have a terrible pay check. and i’d probably end up pretty bored.” as much as will hated to admit it, his job was starting to become the highlight of his summer. other than that, he had pretty much nothing to do. plus, coming to work usually meant the possibility of running into mickey, which was always a positive thing. the next week would probably be pretty boring without that possibility. 

will hadn’t exactly planned on mickey leaning in too, but he definitely wasn’t complaining. it wasn’t like they were that close. still, will felt his face heat up as the other spoke to him. “yeah, of course. i mean, it’s not that big of a deal. it’s the least i could do, really,” he babbled, a warm feeling in his chest at having made mickey smile. “i mean, you practically financed the theater, you should definitely get a few free movies out of it. we just have to be careful, so my boss doesn’t find out.” at mickey’s words, his hand slipped on the pump of the dispenser, accidentally squirting some butter on his shoe. smooth, byers. really, smooth. “uh, it’s no problem.” he muttered, attempting to scrape it off onto the carpet. 

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evemables‌:

her solemn face slowly faded into a look of fondness. here was a lost boy, essentially. lost in the ABYSS of the world, labelled a freak just like her. yet he was offering to do things for her, caring about her wellbeing, her life. she thought all life in hawkins was dead, gone, just an empty void of a town. maybe she was wrong. for a boy that came back from the supposed dead, he had more heart than she thought she ever could. in a soft voice, she smiles. “ then one chocolate milkshake for me, please. ” her words were on the verge of playful, light. “ maybe we can just, chat, like normal people do. ” she shrugs. “ then if needed, we can talk about⏤ the rest. ”  

will was just doing what a decent human should do. the way people had treated evelyn, while she was grieving nonetheless, was ridiculous. people feared what they couldn’t understand, and no one could understand what had happened in hawkins over the last two years. not unless they had experienced it. so, because the citizens of hawkins were all in the dark on everything, they chose to react with unkindness towards anyone who wasn’t as lucky. evelyn deserved to have someone be there for her, and if will was the only person willing to do that, then so be it. nodding his head, he crossed to the counter to order one chocolate and one strawberry milkshake. “that sounds good,” he replied when he returned, sitting down at her table. “how are you? besides...all of that,” he asked, glancing down towards her notebook.

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jcnathcnbyrs‌:

continuing to make burgers for dinner, jonathan starts building them with all of will’s favourite toppings, just muscle memory at this point. he put the burgers on seperate plates, turning off the stove before putting their mother’s plate to the side to put away later if she hadn’t gotten home within the hour. placing the plates on the table, he took a seat across from will. he remembers growing up he didn’t have a friend group like will did. he had the occasional acquaintance in class for group projects and some people he used to see at the music store. but the connection will had with his friends was so special. he hadn’t seen it before. so it hurt to see him so affected by their actions. 

“ why do you feel left out ? and i know they haven’t been playing d&d with you because of how little your box gets touched. i’ve NEVER seen dust build up on that thing before. ” the thought was sad in of itself. “ are you getting along with el and max okay ? ” it was the first difference he could think of between the group. what used to be four was now six. that could do a lot for a group like will’s, especially one so close that had been bullied for being the way they were.  

smiling gratefully at his brother, will pulled his burger towards him. after their parents had split up, their mom had had to work a lot more than before. it wasn’t like lonnie was going to help them out at all. so, with joyce pulling doubles at melvald’s most nights, jonathan had stepped up and helped out around the house a lot. nights like this, when it was just jonathan and will sitting at the table, eating something the older had made for them, always made will nostalgic for that time. back then, his biggest concern had been whether or not his mom would get to come to the science fair; now, his concerns usually revolved around are my friends ditching me on purpose or am i ever going to stop having these nightmares. his early teen years had been so much simpler. 

“they’re all busy with their girlfriends,” will shrugged, picking at his bun. his d&d box had been collecting a lot of dust lately - will couldn’t bring himself to open it if no one was willing to play with him. at jonathan’s question, will sat up straighter. “yeah, absolutely.” this wasn’t their fault. will liked max and el just as much as he did his guy friends; maybe better than his guy friends, sometimes. “they’re both great.” truthfully, will could never be mad at el or max for what was happening. both girls were his friends, and he wanted them both to be happy. 

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antiqvchcart‌:

         ginny let out a loud HUFF. small hands cloaked in vintage lace pushed open the doors of the burger joint. third week into her new job, and she’s on burger duty. she has a desk and everything — isn’t this an assistant’s job? or an intern? i’m a journalist, not a valet. she’d called ahead of time, being careful not to forget mr. lowe’s obsession with mustard. there it was, the oversized brown bag, waiting on the corner. she peeked down in her pink pocketbook, pulling out a few dollar bills. but as soon as she looked up, it was gone !

immediately panicking, she frantically looked around for the burger thief. brutal humiliation was the consequence of forgetting mustard — what would happen if she lost the whole order ?! the hawkins post was the back up job, and she couldn’t screw this up. that’s when she spotted it: the brown bag, in someone else’s fist. ginny began to follow them out of the joint.

“ EXCUSE ME, “ she called out, “ i think that’s mine. “

given that his job was only part time, will usually only worked a few days of the week. that left him with a fair amount of time off, and given the fact that all of his friends had been busy lately, will hadn’t really known how to spend it. this morning, he had ridden his bike around town for a bit, but that had only kept him entertained for so long. having grown bored, and a bit sad, will had decided to ride over to the local diner to grab some lunch for him and his mom. joyce had been working a lot lately, and he figured if anyone deserved a surprise, it was her. 

after ordering, he stood near the counter, ripping up a straw wrapper while he waited. it was a little chaotic in the tiny burger joint today; most of the tables were full and several other people stood around, waiting for their to-go orders. once will’s name had been called, he walked over to grab the brown paper bag, not realizing he had grabbed someone else’s by mistake. 

“oh,” will responded, moving out of the way a bit to open it. “uh, sorry about that.” he apologized, handing it back to the girl once he realized she was right.

[wlllbycrs]

ʷᵃˡᵏᶤᵉ ᵗᵃˡᵏᶤᵉ — ʷᶤˡˡ

suzie: i don't know, that's why i'm asking /what/ it is?

suzie: no? he was just being... /dustin./

will: uh, don't worry about it

will: it's completely unimportant

will: but if dustin happens to say it again, let me know

will: not that it means anything important, i just need to know

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jcnathcnbyrs‌:

the obvious fidgeting made jonathan more aware, making sure to really listen. you never knew with will, whether he was going to tell you a dark force from the upside down was coming to kill everyone you loved or if he just was tired. it seemed dramatic but that was expected now. for both jonathan and joyce. they had to be ready. even if it came with drawbacks. safety came first. flipping some burgers in the fry pan, he looked over at will as he spoke. “ left out of the group or left out by the world ? ” jonathan asked genuinely. he needed to make sure. but as much as brotherly responsibilities were his number one priority, just having will talk to him and open up a little bit⏤ he was beyond grateful for. he knew a lot of other families barely spoke to each other or had rough homes. he thought about max and billy for a short moment before focusing on the food once more, cutting up some bread. “ i hope i don’t make you feel left out. ” jonathan notes, knowing how much he could affect will, whether or not will was aware of it. 

it was true, will had been different since getting back. it was impossible to live through what he had and come back the exact same person. but, right now, he wasn’t feeling left out by the world. at least, not more than usual. there would always be times where he felt different from everyone else on the planet, but will was just learning to accept that. accepting that was part of surviving. “left out of the group,” he replied, tapping on the cup that held his juice; when he was nervous, his hands needed something to play with. will wasn’t even entirely sure why he was so nervous. after all, it wasn’t like jonathan didn’t love him. maybe that wasn’t something they said to one another often, but will knew it. jonathan had always been someone he could turn to when he was upset about something; they had been close since childhood. growing up with lonnie hadn’t been easy on either of them, and that had made them close from the very beginning. “...no,” he shook his head after a minute. jonathan didn’t mean to make him feel left out, which made a difference. the truth was, will would always feel left out when it came down to it - he was different from jonathan, just like he was different from mike. and no matter how hard he had tried to be like them growing up, he never would be. it was just something he had to live with. 

[wlllbycrs]

oflifegucrds‌:

a laugh left her, though it was an endearing one at that. how could one kid be so sweet and innocent even in his late teens? god, she adored him. “someone’s gotta drive us, kiddo. unless you got a car you didn’t tell me about,” she teased, raising her eyebrows jokingly. no one in this world deserved as many good things as will byers. there was no debating that. “if you can promise me that you won’t get in trouble, then i will let you do that. but you gotta promise.” he wasn’t about to get fired on her watch, that was for damn sure. at his suggestion, heather smiled again, shaking her head. she was entirely certain that he did not want to see st. elmo’s fire. will loved dungeons and dragons, as well as everything fantasy related. a movie like back to the future would be far more enjoyable for him, and that was all she wanted. “i’ll tell you what. let me end my shift early and call it a day here then we can go right now. we can take some snacks from here too. then you can tell me a little bit about marty and doc brown before we get in the theater,” she answered, smiling after. never did she leave a shift early, but hell, this would be worth it. it would make him happy too, certainly. “in the car you can tell me more about your friends. i think i can help with this situation.”

ducking his head at the mention of him not being able to drive, will reddened. his lack of license and car could be attributed to several different things, the most obvious being the byers’ lack of money. but, will was pretty sure if he could drive, he would be able to share a car with either his mom or jonathan. the biggest reason why he didn’t was due to the timeline of his disappearance. he hadn’t gotten his license before being dragged to the upside down, and after he got back, will hadn’t exactly been in the best place to go take a stressful test. the longer he went without taking it, though, the more he had just accepted that biking everywhere was what was best for him. “...fine, you can drive us,” he told heather. after all, his bike didn’t have a basket and it probably wasn’t big enough for both of them. will smiled slightly at her suggestion, not fighting her anymore about their choices in movies. st. elmo’s fire wouldn’t be the end of the world, but will was dying to see back to the future again. “alright, if you’re sure. but next time, we’re seeing your choice.” will appreciated that heather spoiled him a bit, but he didn’t want her to always be the one sacrificing for him. that was a lot of pressure, and will wasn’t sure he could handle it. “okay,” he agreed, knowing heather was probably right. after all, she did have more experience with this sort of thing. “i mean, it’s probably going to be fine. they’re just all really obsessed with girls right now.” will shrugged. 

[wlllbycrs]

evemables‌:

being labelled as the weird kid was something they had in common, that was for sure. it hurt her to think that way, like they were both now tainted or jaded by all the things that had happened to them. but in other ways it gave her more of a perspective than those around her. “ and i can’t imagine what it’s been like for you. i can only imagine how people have treated you. ” she sighs softly. putting her notebook to the side and looking up at him. “ let me at least get you a drink or food, something. might as well seeing as we’re here. plus. i don’t really mind answering any questions⏤ only if you have them. ” she offers with a shrug. the least she could do about this situation was make it better, in some way. 

the last two years had been difficult in so many ways. they had been traumatic, for sure, but they had also been really isolating. no one really understood what he had been through, no matter how hard they tried. his mom, jonathan and his friends had tried their best to make him feel safe and loved, but none of them would ever really know how he felt. not only had going to the upside down and being possessed by the mind flayer taken a toll on him, coming back to find out that kids found him unsettling at best was really difficult. will hadn’t exactly been popular before his disappearance, but he had been infamous since coming back. at least he had been able to hide before - now, everyone knew who he was, and most of them wanted to keep their distance from him. “they haven’t been nice to you either,” will pointed out with a grimace. evelyn had been shaped by that week too. will would be a wreck if he lost his mom; he didn’t even want to think about that. “you don’t have to do that,” will shook his head. “i can get my own. or yours. i can get them both,” he offered, glancing at a menu on the table briefly. “i don’t want to push. i mean, there are definitely still things from that week that i don’t know, but…if it’s hard to talk about, don’t feel like you have to.”

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hcndyman‌:

there was nothing mickey wanted more than to just build up his confidence and ask will out on a date right then and there, but damn that would be too much — he didn’t even know if he was gay. and even if he was gay, mickey probably wasn’t his type anyway. so he shook any thought of that out of his mind because for now he was okay with just flirting with the unknowing boy. “not today surprisingly,” he shrugged, “i’ve got a couple projects in the next few days though so i might not be back here for a couple of days, maybe even a week. it’s crazy, i know.” the goonies was a good movie so at least when he did decide to come to the theater it was for a movie that was worth it to watch. “must be nice to get free movies huh? shit, maybe i should work here,” mickey joked as if he had any time to work another job. “butter for sure, thanks will,” the red head smiled. 

to say that flirting wasn’t exactly one of will’s strengths would be an understatement. he was an introverted, somewhat awkward teen already, but the fact that mickey was a cute boy who had previously been a jock made things even more complicated. obviously, there was no point in flirting with mickey. he might be nice now, but if he found out that will thought he was cute? well, will didn’t want to think about that. because jocks weren’t exactly known for reacting kindly to boys who liked other boys. “oh,” will replied, face falling before he had a chance to stop it. he had always had a very expressive face. it was difficult to hide his emotions, which hadn’t really helped him over the years. “uh, yeah. how will we be able to stay open with the drop in ticket sales?” he joked. in actuality, the theater would be fine without mickey for a few days. will might get bored, but their sales would still continue to rise. people were still excited to see the brand new theater at starcourt, so the theater was packed most days. “i mean,” will leaned in a bit closer, dropping his voice slightly to avoid any eavesdroppers. “i could sneak you in. i let mike, lucas and dustin in all the time,” he admitted with a small shrug. it wasn’t that big of a deal, and considering how often mickey came by, it would probably save him a fair amount of money. “you’re welcome,” will returned his smile, putting the bag of popcorn under the butter dispenser.