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wonder woman -
sophie pushed the pair of black dr. martens into will's arms before dropping the rest of the outfits on the bed. she had a total of two outfits ready for will. laid out on one side of his bed was a striped, black and white shirt and a pair of black, ripped jeans. on the other, a red t-shirt and another pair of black jeans. in between the outfits laid a huge, ripped jean jacket that he had forgotten he owned.
"so, which one?" asked sophie.
will looked between them again, shrugging. "i fancy both."
sophie rolled her eyes. "me too, will, but you have to pick one."
he laughed, throwing an arm around her neck. he leaned his head against hers before pointing at his first option. "stripes."
sophie smiled, pushing his arm away. she collected the outfit, handing it to him. will dropped the shoes as sophie hurried him into the bathroom. as soon as the birthday boy locked himself in room, sophie took it upon herself to look around.
when she had first walked in, she noticed the collage of photos that were stuck on will's wall, just above his messy bed. sophie didn't bring it up right away, since she figured most of them were probably will and stephen. which, they were.
eventually, she moved on from the photos. the bookshelf that stood in front of his bathroom caught her attention. filling the shelves were comic books. the colors and bright, huge letters kept her interest long enough to lead her up to an oddball. the blacked out spine instantly called to sophie. without hesitation, she pulled the whole thing out.
it was a wonder woman comic.
"odd." sophie mumbled to herself as she stared at the black ink on the side.
letting her fingers do as they pleased, sophie pulled open the comic. as soon as she did so, a picture slipped out. she put the book down, quickly picking up the photo. a part of her was expecting it to be another of will and stephen. however, the kid next to will was blonde— and much smaller than the ginger boy.
"will?" called sophie.
in the bathroom, will was pulling the striped shirt over his head. he violently ruffled his hair, before he heard sophie's voice call him.
"yeah?" will stuck his head out.
sophie turned, photo up in the air as she looked at him. "who's this?"
will squinted. "can't see that far, mate."
sophie rolled her eyes, but proceeded to walk closer to him. will tensed as soon as the picture became clear. he hadn't seen it in years.
"that's..." he cleared his throat awkwardly. "that's george."
his name alone triggered heaps of memories. "oh, old friend?"
