A SQUIP. The answer was so simple. Of course a SQUIP would solve all her problems. It had to, because those letters to herself that her mom and therapist called "pep talks" weren't doing the trick. Evalynn Hansen took a deep breath as she approached her brother where he stood talking to his friends.
"Hey, Evan?"
He turned to look at her, his friends' attention also shifting off of him.
"Hey, Lynn. What's up?"
"C-can you, uh, t-take me to the m-mall after school?"
"Yeah, we were planning on going anyways."
"Why're you going to the mall?" Jeremy Heere inquired.
"Oh, um. Well, I, uh, I j-just needed to get s-something," she said vaguely.
"What?" Michael Mell pressed.
"Um. Well. It's, uh..."
"Spit it out, Acorn," Jared Kleinman pitched in.
"Guys, leave her alone," Evan told them off.
Evalynn cast her brother a grateful glance, picking at her cast.
"I'm gonna go. Catch you guys later," Michael said.
He started walking off as Jeremy called after him.
"Getting your daily sushi-slushie fix, Micha?"
"You know it!" Michael called back, waving as he disappeared from view.
"Okay. See you in a bit, Lynn," Evan stated before walking away with Jeremy and Jared.
"Bye!" Evalynn replied, even though he was out of earshot.
Great. Now she had a ride, she just needed to get through the next few hours of school. That was doable, right?
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Dear Evalynn Hansen: Be More Chill
FanfictionA slight crossover between Dear Evan Hansen and Be More Chill in which Evan's twin sister Evalynn gets a SQUIP. (Also a note, I put the rating as mature, but there isn't really that graphic of content in here although it does go into some more matur...
