It has only been a few weeks when you realize Eddie had passed away. You don't know what to do, because you're dumb. But, you think and write down notes in between and pray Eddie would hear what you were saying in your notes. But you realize Eddie is probably in hell burning and being abused by s@tan. So you stop and say, you know what, im not sending letters to hell. So I will stop talking to the demons and people in hell rn. You call Dustin and when you talk about Eddie, Dustin starts to cry.
You feel bad that Steve and Dustin are crying while playing dnd. So you join dnd just to flip the table. You say, "Did i make you cheer up a bit?" "No! You made it worse!" Dustin said. "Its just best if you go, kid." Says Steve. "No. I didn't ask you, Steve. This is not about you. Im clearly talking to Dustin." You said. "Well he said that you made it worse and i agree. So hop out, before things get messy." Steve said. "Ok, Whatever. Bye."
**YOU HAD AN IDEA**
"O, M, G. I HAVE AN IDEA. WHAT IF I THROW A FUNERAL PARTY AT MY MANSION? ONLY FRIENDS OF EDDIE CAN COME BTW. ISN'T THA A GOOD IDEA?" "Yea!" Says Dustin. "I would love that and i think everyone else would too!" "Thats such a good idea, y/n!"
You are surprised that someone thinks you're smart for once. You took a Buzzfeed quiz on your IQ, and you got a 51. So thats pretty good, that someone thinks you're smart. Well done, y/n! You suggested that Dustin, Steve, Erica, and Mike help out!
So they did help out, and the Funeral went great! Until...
