eleven, the pollywog.

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"rise and shine."

eleven and y/n woke up to hopper's voice.

"so that's it, huh? you're still not talking?" he said to eleven. "all right. i guess i'm just gonna have to, uh... enjoy this triple-decker eggo extravaganza on my own."

this caught eleven's attention.

"you're seriously gonna bribe el with eggos?" y/n grumbled.

"yes, y/n, i am, now get dressed, both of you," hopper then walked out of the room.

y/n sighed, sitting up from her bed. she quickly got dressed in (outfit below).

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she walked out the room and sat in her usual seat. eventually eleven came out and sat across from hopper.

hopper cuts through his eggos with a knife as eleven and y/n ate theirs silently, "mmm! mmm! good, right? know the great thing about it? it's only 8,000 calories."

eleven doesn't say anything and hopper looked at the tv cable, "you visited him again last night?"

"he says he needs me."

"want me to go check on him?" he asked her and she shakes her head in response. "i know that you miss him, all right? but it's too dangerous. you're the last thing he needs right now. you're gonna see him. soon. and not just in that head of yours. you're gonna see him in real life. i feel like i'm making progress with these people."

"friends don't lie," eleven said.

"what?"

"you say "soon" on day 21. you say "soon" on day 205. you know say "soon" on day 326?"

"what is this? you're like counting the days now like you're some kind of prisoner?" hopper questions.

"when is "soon?" eleven urged.

"soon" is when... it's not dangerous anymore," he said.

"when?" she asks.

he shrugs, "i don't know."

"on day 500?"

"i don't know."

"on day 600?"

"i don't know."

"day 700? on day 800?"

"no!"

"i need to see him. tell me!" eleven starts to bang her fists on the table.

"i said i-" he was cut off by eleven flinging her eggos at him. "oh! shit! shit!"

y/n gaped at her, "el..."

eleven ignored her and stood up, glaring at hopper in the eye, "friends don't lie!"

she walks to her room angrily, slamming the door with her powers.

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