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April 3rd, 1982, Michael Afton's Bedroom
Michael and his friends- Jeremy Fitzgerald, Fritz Smith, and Alto Coleman- had been sitting in his room on an average Saturday. Jeremy and Fritz sat on Michael’s small twin-sized bed, Michael himself sat on the chair that went with his desk, and Alto just laid on the floor peacefully. Everyone had been keeping to himself, comfortable in each other’s company, happy to just be around each other.
The first one to break the silence was actually Michael, he scoffed, turning from the drawing he was working on at his desk in his spinning office chair. The other three looked up at him from what they were doing- Jeremy and Fritz had been reading one of his many comic books while alto had been listening to music through headphones that connected to a Walkman which he had now taken off.
“So uhm, there was something that I wanted to let you guys know.” Michael started off, fidgeting with his fingers from nervousness. There was a moment of silence before Fritz spoke up “And that would be…?” The noirette perked up “ah yes right, uh so, how do I phrase this?” He stumbled over himself before deciding on a sentence “So uh, y’know those shots you’ll see me take every morning during like, sleepovers?” Michael said nervously, voice becoming a little wobbly from stress. “Yeah! You said you did it as a type of medication?” The blonde, Jeremy, said.
“Yeah well that’s a half-truth…” Michael started, everyone in the room perked up in curiosity and slight worry “So when I was younger, I wasn’t me- well I mean- I wasn’t comfortable in my own skin. I had long hair that went down to my waist, a chest that busted out a bit farther then I would have liked it to. Until a few years ago, that is, when My dad and Henry helped me with that problem, we saw some doctors and got it all settled, and now I am the me you see today. However, to put it in simpler terms, I am a man who was born in a women's body and I went through some medical stuff to correct certain parts of my body that I didn’t like. The shots you see me take is testosterone, it makes my voice deeper and helps me grow facial hair, stuff like that. So uhm- yeah that's all”
The whole room was quiet for a moment, Michael could see the shock on everyone's faces- well besides Jeremy, as his bangs covered most of his face. The first one to speak was Alto “I don’t know about them but, I think that's cool, dude, If you really feel you were always meant to be a man then I don’t see anything wrong with it.” Michael let out his breath that he hadn’t even realized he had been holding “I agree with Alto'' Jeremy stated Fritz nodded in agreement “yeah dude that's cool.”
Michaels expression snapped from one of utter surprise to one of pure happiness “I- uh, thanks guys that means a lot…” He says, almost tearing up. He was so lucky to have such good friends.
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