stranger- stenbrough

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bill was sitting at the table.

he heard the door creek open.

"hey bill."

"oh huh-hey georgie."

georgie went to give him a hug.

"i've muh-made dinner."

"thanks! and stan?"

"hes uhm... he's nuh-not feeling well."

"awh, can i go see him?"

"uh if yuh-you want."

"awesome, i'll be down soon."

georgie said grabbing his backpack and running up the stairs.

bill grabbed four bowls.

he filled them all with his soup.

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georgie knocked on the door.

"i'm coming bill."

"uh- no it's georgie."

"oh uhm... okay hold on."

stan opened the door.

"hey bud."

"hey stan! you okay? bill said you aren't feeling well."

"i'm okay, thanks for checking up on me."

"of course anything for you stan."

georgie sat on bills bed.

"so, what happened to your face?"

stan widened his eyes, he sat down next to georgie.

"i uh.. i got in a fight."

"really!? i suppose you didn't win."

stan laughed.

"yeah, he was just being a douche."

georgie gasped.

"don't repeat after me, georgie."

they both laughed.

"i'm in middle school stan. i know these words."

"well still you shouldn't be saying this stuff."

"i know, sorry."

"let's go down stairs okay?"

"okay."

georgie and stan walked out the door.

"hey bill, we're back."

georgie sat down.

bill turned around to see stan slightly smiling.

stan sat down as well.

bill put the bowl on georgie's mat.

he gave him a spoon.

he then put a bowl on stan's mat, and gave him a soon as well.

bill placed his bowl on his mat.

georgie started to eat up.

bill sighed quietly.

"are you okay bill?"

georgie asked putting his spoon down.

"i'm okay,  i'm juh-just tired."

"you sure?"

georgie asked again.

"puh-positive."

"okay then."

georgie continued to eat.

bill was eating as well.

"stan why aren't you eating?"

georgie asked.

"not that hungry."

stan answered.

"is it because you feel sick?"

georgie said.

"a little bit."

georgie picked up his bowl and started to slurp the rest of the liquid.

"i'm all done, i'm to my room."

georgie walked to his room, knowing that his room was downstairs.

he shut the door.

bill looked over at stan.

stan looked down.

"are yuh-you okay?"

stan nodded.

"your nuh-not."

"i am!"

"stan i cuh-can see that your nuh-not so stop lying!"

"i'm not lying!"

"jesus stan, i love you and i care for you can't you just tell me what's wrong?!"

stan opened his mouth shocked.

bill said that without a stutter.

"i-i... i'm scared of luh-loving you."

"oh..."

bill grabbed his bowl and placed it in the sink.

"if my duh-dad ever comes, tuh-tell him his soups in the microwave."

bill said walking upstairs.

stan stared at his soup.

he ate a bit of it and also put it in the sink.

he walked up the stairs.

this one is pretty short but whatever lmao. be prepared for the next chapters :/