𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧

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𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧

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"will- will!" mike shouted, shaking will.

will snapped back into it, not understanding what was going on.

he blinked nervously and looked around the room.

"god- you scared me. was that another episode?" mike asked sympathetically, taking his hands off of wills shoulders.

"yeah." will replied, a hint of anger in his voice.

no! it's not mike! i'm just letting my thoughts pour out because of YOU. because YOU won't communicate your feelings and your confusing the bajeebers out of me!

will walked passed mike and back to his bedroom.

"hey- where are you going?" mike yelled after him, following him to watch him sit down on mike's floor.

"nevermind." mike said, sitting next to will.

"so.. i know i've never asked this before- but, what was the episode about?" mike asked, his eye twitching slightly as he spoke with such an unfamiliar familiar voice.

will squinted at mike. "i don't remember." he replied, coldly.

"oh." mike said, obviously a bit stunned and hurt by will's odd behavior.

a awkward minute of silence passes by, before will finally starts talking again.

"mike."

"yeah, will?"

"why are your eyes so red?"

"i don't know."

"yes you do, why?"

"no i don't."

"tell me."

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max smiled at el's face lit up with joy, eating a bowl of soup.

"is the soup ok?" max asked, draping her arm around el's shoulder.

el swallowed the spoon full of chicken and noodles.

"better than hoppers." el said, in her normal sweet voice.

"that's not saying a lot." max said, giggling.

"very true. the only thing he can make goodly is eggo extravaganzas and meat." el replied, giggling along with max.

the color drained from el's face, causing max to convey a look of worry.

"please don't tell him i said that!" she shouted, slapping a hand over her mouth.

max laughed slightly at el's dramatic mess.

"i would never."

"that's good." el said, with another mouthful of soup.

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