Stranger Things Crack

Will u gay

Will sat down in his chair, a table in front of him as he set up some stuff to play D&D, one of his favourite roleplaying games.

Unfortunately, his friends (Mike and Lucas) were talking about girls, something he didn't have the slightest interest in. He sighed, trying to them tune out. They were probably talking about El, Mike's girlfriend.

Well, of course Will sort of got it. Mike loved El, of course he did. Will knew that right away. And he'd be fine with it if they weren't constantly making out, or acting all lovely. It's not that he didn't want Mike or El to be happy, it's just... he missed the times where they could laugh together. They didn't even know where Dustin was. Or Steve, or even Nancy, and they were at Mike's house. Even if siblings don't generally talk (he and Jonathon spoke a lot, but that's besides the point), they should still have a general idea of where the other person was. It didn't make sense to Will. Mike seemed so self cantered, but he tried not to let it get to him.

Will snapped out of his daze, continuing to set up. The others didn't notice that he'd zoned out, he just... did. He didn't really notice it at this point, they ignored him a lot these days. It got frustrating, constantly being the 5th wheel. But, Will lived with it, just like he lived with the Demogorgan. Okay, so that was a little extreme, but Will was feeling hurt. "Can we play D&D now?" he asked hopefully, having set everything up by now. "No," they groaned at the same time, earning a slight eye roll from Will. I'll ask later. For now, I'll get the outfit, he thought to himself, digging around in some boxes.

Around 10 minutes later, he asks again, getting the same response that he did before. He felt his blood boil. He brushed it off, but soon, it got to him. He yanked his staff from the box, saying exactly what the campaign said to say. Mike and Lucas seemed unenthused, but Will didn't care right now. He just wanted to go back, even for a second. Just for a little second.

So, they played for a while. Mike and Lucas seemed even more bored than ever. Will didn't care. Call him selfish, but to him, they were being pretty fucking selfish earlier. He had every right to put them through this. But, eventually, he snapped.

(I don't remember exactly what they said, please bare with me)

"You know what? Fine. Have it your way, talk about your girlfriends, that's fine. I'm out," he yelled, throwing his costume away forcefully, before he headed upstairs and outside, not noticing that Mike was chasing after him.

"Will, please, I'm sorry it was a joke. It's a really awesome campaign, we're just not in the mood right now," he said, trying to fix the situation.

Mike didn't know what to do. He pissed will off, he knew that much, but it didn't take a genius to figure that out.

Will turned to him, a glare looking through Mike. "You guys are never in the mood! Can you tell me where Dustin is right now?" he asked, his voice scratchy and seemingly tight. Mike stayed silent.

"You're destroying everything, and for what? So you can swap spit with some stupid girl?" Will screams, his fists clenched in a tight ball.

Mike is taken aback by this. He's seen Will mad before, of course, but this... this is different. He's never gone this far. "El's not stupid!
It's not my fault you don't like girls!" Mike yelled, looking Will in the eye, his breath hitching as he realized what he'd said. "I'm not trying to be a jerk, okay? But we're not kids anymore. I mean, what did you think, really? That we were never going to get girlfriends? That we're just going to sit in my basement playing games for the rest of our lives?" he asked his voice soft and light. Will just stared at him, a look of betrayal plain on his face. "I guess I did," Will snapped back, tears dripping from his cheeks, maybe some of them weren't tears, just water from the downpour that was happening.

"Damn, Will just rolled nat 20 in gayness factor."