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Soon Will finds himself in front of everyone, some people he does know and some he doesn't.
But still Will feels everyone needs to know, he needs to show Vecna he isn't afraid anymore. He was just going to tell his mom but Mike walked it and it just kinda just snowballed.
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Come on Will your taking to long. He finds himself to think.
"And we... we like biking to Melvad's for malted milkshakes,"
Joyce furrows her brows. Melvad's? What..? Melvad's doesn't sell milkshakes anymore. Maybe it's a-a slip of the tongue.
Joyce thinks.
"And we like getting lost in the woods, and-..and-"
Mike bites his tounge. No way will likes the woods, Every time he hesitates going in them and... November 6th. That week.
Wait. His eyes. His EYES. Back in the shed in '84 his eyes were brown and not his hazel. Same here. Mike comes to a conclusion.
"That's not Will." Mike blurts out. Everyone looks at him, confused.
Something dangerous flashes across Will's face.
"Mike what the hell do you mean?" Dustin yells. "It's clearly Will."
Lucas chimes in
"you can't just say something like that! He's trying to say something important!"
Mike glares at him. "Have you not been listening! Melvad's doesn't have malted milkshakes! And I highly doubt Will likes the woods. Come'on man you've seen how he gets!" Mike yells back.
Dustin goes oddly quiet. He looks at where Will once was.
"Where the fuck Is Will?"
"Shit, Shit! Look for him! Hurry! If I'm right this won't be good." Mike says already standing to look for Will.
Everyone scatters. It's chaos. People yelling for Will.
"WILL, BUDDY, COME OUT!"
Jonathan yells tears forming in his eyes. He can't lose Will again. Never again. He won't lose him. He pinky promised.