Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
IT WAS THE next day of being inside this dreading cabin, again. El lays in bed with his back turned towards the door, he was very upset with hopper— he felt like he was being lied to. He sees you enjoying your time with this other boy and he isn't there to be with you? It's not fair.
Hopper stops past el's room, leaning against the door. "So that's it, huh? you're still not talking? alright. I guess I'm just gonna have to, uh...enjoy this triple-decker eggo extravaganza on my own."
El eventually sits up, some of his curly hair getting in the way of his face. "I heard you. I'm coming." he mumbled with irritation, still mad.
He grabs his black and red shirt, he wore a white long sleeved shirt under it. He headed to sit across from hopper, watching as he ate.
He was leaned back against his seat, clearly upset. Eleven only takes one bite out of his eggo before setting it back down.
"Good, right?" Hopper says. "Know the great thing about it? It's only 8,000 calories."
El stared at him, not replying.
Hopper notices el seemed upset but didn't want to bring it up, so he decided to talk about something else. "You visited her again last night?"
Eleven side eyes him before pushing his plate aside. "She says she needs me."
"Want me to go check on her?" Hopper asks.
Eleven shakes his head.
"I know you miss her, alright?" Hopper tells him. "But it's too dangerous. you're the last thing she needs right now. you're gonna see her. soon. and not just in that head of yours. you're gonna see her in real life. I feel like I'm making progress with these people."
There it goes— that word again. El was so tired of hearing it and nothing would never happen, it was starting to piss him off. "Stop bullshitting me." He says to hopper.
"What?" Hopper replied.
"You say 'soon' on day 21." Eleven continued. "You say 'soon' on day 205. you now say 'soon' on day 326?"
"What is this? you're like, counting the days now like you're some kind of prisoner?" Hopper says.
El eye twitches. "Maybe because I am! now tell me, when is 'soon'?"
Hopper shrugs. "'Soon' is when...it's not dangerous anymore."
"When?" El slams his fist onto the table, growing more angry.
