In which couples fight
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it had only been a year since el made a come back. mike and el were inseparable and most nights slept together.
the thing that was the purest of their relationship was that they never fought. like never. well once when they were twelve, but now they were "grown". they were fourteen!
this one rainy and fateful night at mike wheeler's house on Mirkwood road, a public but first argument sprung that left everyone in shock...
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"could you get another soda for me el?"
mike happily asked el. el nodded with a smile and went upstairs.
the party were over that night to say "goodbye" to d & d once and for all. it was some sort of seance or religion to them.
el grabbed the soda out of the fridge and quickly ran to the stairs, only to trip meters away from the door.
the soda spilled everywhere on the carpet! el had ptsd which she of course didn't tell mike. she was traumatized from the lab so it was inevitable that she'd be diagnosed with ptsd.
she started to panic and stumbled around, getting to the paper towels as quickly as possible. everyone heard a commotion upstairs which led mike upstairs.
"el you okay-"
mike looked down and saw el panicking and vigorously rubbing the carpet. mike noticed the tilted soda can on the carpet ande realized what had happened.
mike's jaw dropped and everyone knew something wasn't right so they ran upstairs and realized it too.
el looked back.
"mike I-"
mike started to tear up,
"el how could you! I thought you'd be able to not spill something even going downstairs! my dead grandma gave us that!"
el shut her eyes and remembered when papa used to yell like that to his workers and she began to cry.
max knew what was happening. el had told her.
"mike would you shut up!"
mike looked back at her screaming,
"how bout you shut up red!"
lucas stepped in front of max,
"no she won't! your the most suckiest boyfriend of all time!"
mike shook his head. max rolled her eyes and went to pick up el off the ground.
"mike she has ptsd!"
will said clearly annoyed.
mike's heart shattered into millions of pieces.
"s-she does? she never told me..."
everyone sighed and patted him on the back, leaving behind him after heading downstairs again.
mike ran to el.
"el you never told me..."
el kept crying,
"im clumsy that's all...my fault. sorry"
mike had no choice but to hug her,
"no el it's his fault for doing this to you. papa is bad he's a bad person okay? you shouldn't be sorry."
el hugged back.
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after that mike took the blame and wasn't allowed to play d&d, jokes on his parents he stopped playing that game months ago.
