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“Will! WILL! Where are you going” Mike chokes. His feet pace quickly as he attempts to catch up to the slumped figure running from him.
As Will harshly pushes open the exit door in front of him, Mike stops. He's hesitantly holding it open and hoping for words to spill out of Will’s mouth. The awkwardness of silence between the two felt irreversible and sickening.
“Will. Just talk to me.” Mike says, despite the fact Will isn't even turned around. He knew he had to be gentle, well even if he didn’t have to be, he wanted to be gentle.
“You don’t understand Mike.” The words muttering from Will’s mouth quietly. The sounds from the arcade blast as Mike watches Will walk off.
‘What was wrong with him?’ Mike thought. ‘And why won't he talk to me’.