Work Text:
“Hey, Will!” Max said from Will’s phone. “Did you see Mike’s new post? He called you a random.” Mike did infact call Will a random because he didn’t know who he was and people were ganging up on him. Will gets offended and replies to Max “You’re kidding, seriously?” “Yeah, seriously.” Says Max. “Well, what should I do? I wanna offend him back in a subtle way.” Will asks. Max suggests “Hmm, he kind of looks like somber if I say so myse-“ Max gets cut off by Will’s giggle. “That’s it, Max! A wannabe somber!” “It didn’t come from me though.” “Whatever you say.” Will says calmly, he then hangs up and posts a tweet that reads “Why are you guys comparing me to seaofwheeler? Only one of us are a wannabe Somber.” Max is with Mike and tell him to check his twitter. Mike, checks it and sees Will’s comment. Mike is furious, “Wannabe Somber? Really? Ugh, why is he even coming for me? I didn’t do anything to him.” Max clears her throat and states “Last time I checked, you called him a random. He has a reason to fight back y’know.” Mike makes an upset sound, “ I hate you all, just tell me something to say back.” Max suggests “uhm, maybe call him the kindergartner version of Picasso?” Mike grins slyly. “That’s a great idea.” He doesn’t heisitate to immediately reply back to Will. “I’m not no wannabe somber. I’m my own person, I can’t say the same for you though. You’re art works look like the kindergartner version of Picasso made it!” Will sees the reply from Mike, he reads it and is absolutely fuming. Nobody messes with Will’s art, his art is very important to him.” Will texts Max. “Did you see what that Wheeler said!? He said my artworks look like the kindergartner version of Picasso made it! I’m so done with him, nobody messes with my artwork.” Max instantly feels guilty and tells Mike he should apologize, she has his number after all. “Mike, you really should apologize to Will. He’s very upset.” Mike gapes at Max’s words. “You’ve got to be kidding me, im not apologizing to him!” Max sighs “Look, you really hurt his feelings, just do it.” Mike whines like a little girl. “Fine, but only because I feel like it.” Max gives Mike his phone number and Mike gets to texting. “Hey, your Vanilla, right?” Will gets a notification, when he notices the unknown number he thinks it’s just a fan that found out his number. “Hi? And yeah, it is. Who are you? And where did you get my number?” Mike replies “I’m seaofwheeler, the guy you supposedly hate and Max gave me your number so I could apologize. So here I am, apologizing.” “No your not.” Will types. “Your not apologizing.” “I literally am?” Mike gets annoyed. “I wanna hear the words, Wheeler.” “Ugh, fine. I’m sorry, Byers. Now that we’re in good terms, let’s be friends!” “Absolutely not.” “Why???” Mikes typing becomes persistent now. “Because, I don’t want to.” Mike doesn’t give up. “I’ll beg you ‘till you accept.” “Fine, we’re friends. It’s now two in the morning. Go to sleep now.” “Yes, sir.” Mike grins then sets his phone down. Noticing that Max had fallen asleep on his couch, he covers her with a blanket then lays on his bed. After a few minutes, sleep takes over him and he lays comfortably.