3rd Person
Joyce got back home from work quite late, around 1am since she had also gone out with Hopper for a bit.
She got out of her car, hoping that Will and Mike (if he was still there) we're okay.
She unlocked the door, and saw a bunch of blankets and pillows on the floor.
Is Jonathan home? Maybe he brought round some of his friends, but wasnt he staying the night at the wheelers? - Joyce thought to herself.
She looked over, and saw Will with his head rested on Lucas's shoulders, with Mike, Max, Dustin, and Eleven all sleeping on the floor.
Why are they all here? - Joyce looked at them all, not knowing what to do.
Joyce just rolled her eyes and decided to deal with them in the morning.
(Around 11am)
Lucas yawned, opening his eyes and feeling a weight on his shoulder. He saw Will with his head on his shoulder, a teddy wrapped in his arms.
Lucas didn't mind, in fact he kind of loved it.
Nobody was ever this affectionate with him, Max didn't like couple stuff and obviously most best friends don't cuddle with each other so it was nice to finally have some one hug him and call him pretty.
He turned around and saw everybody just sat up chatting, the only person who wasn't awake was Will.
They heard footsteps and went quiet. Joyce padded down the hall and saw them all awake.
"Good morning! Would you all like some pancakes?" She smiled softly at them, and they all thanked her and nodded.
She went over and started making pancake batter, and the party started to talk again.
"We should ask Will to be a party member!" Dustin grinned and everybody agreed.
"Wait does he even know what a party is..?" Max raised an eyebrow and Mike looked around, seeing everybody looking at him.
"I don't know why your all looking at me. I mean probably not since he was only learning colours this morning." Mike shrugged and everybody groaned.
"It's okay, we can teach him. You all helped me, remember?" Eleven smiled.
"Yeah! Yeah of course." Lucas grinned, and nodded his head which woke Will up.
His eyes fluttered open and all he could hear was chatter, but it all went quiet.
He looked up and saw everybody looking at him.
"Where's mama?" He asked them, and they pointed to the kitchen.
He got up off of the couch and walked over to the kitchen, teddy still under his arm.
"Hi mama." Will whispered, still sleepy.
"Hey sweetheart! Would you like some breakfast?" Joyce smiled at him.
"Yes." Will smiled back, and Joyce nodded, handing him a plate.
"I eat?" He asked her and she nodded, holding a fork and knife.
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𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚 ─ 𝘉𝘺𝘭𝘦𝘳
General Fiction"Mike so pretty! His hair so curly!" ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Will Byers - Or '012' - is a child who was kept in the lab for most of his life, but he manages to escape it in the summer of 1985 and finds some kids around his age, but he needs severe help. Is Will goi...
