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Vance hopper was never known to be nice, everyone in town knew this. if he wasn't at the grab and go playing on that damned pinball machine he was most likely wandering around town getting into a fight with someone, if you asked him a few weeks ago what he was doing, he probably would just get annoyed and say he was doing whatever.
....but that was a few weeks ago, now he finds himself sitting here at a table surrounded by five other kids that he would of probably of scoffed at for looking at him to long in those same few weeks ago. now he was here arguing with Robin, who had Finney sheepishly at his side trying to keep him from leaping across the picnic table, Griffin who was laughing along with Billy at Robin and Vance's antics...and Vance glances over to Bruce whos chuckling about the whole thing.
Vance didn't know how he had made it to this point, well he did, but he couldn't believe it still. "this is all your fault." is all Vance manages to grumble out with a huff, looking at Bruce with a slight glare like he personally betrayed him. he felt Bruce's hand slightly pat the back of his shoulder "i definitely sincerely apologize vance about having to drag you to hang out" Bruce says while still chuckling, god vance needs to stop looking at bruce for too long. this damn fucker has made him to soft. and he cant have that.