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    "I'm glad I went," Mike murmurs near Will's ear.

    "Had fun?" Will asks playfully.

    "Oh, yeah," Mike stretches sarcastically.

    They stay like that for a little longer than necessary, then reluctantly separate, still looking at each other. Will can't hold the eye contact for long, and turns away, biting down a smirk.

    "Goodnight, then," he breathes out.

    "Yeah. Goodnight," Mike nods nervously and smiles. That same stupid dorky smile.

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    The Party have one last fun summer together before moving away, everyone is alive and happy and in love and stupid.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    “You’re not coming this summer. I haven’t seen you in a year and a half and I know it’s-it’s pathetic—“

    “It’s not pathetic,” Will interjects quickly, shaking his head, “It’s not—“

    “It is, Will,” he hears Mike’s voice break over another hitched breath, “I know you’re… I just want you to be happy. I never want you to come back to Hawkins, but I’m fucking selfish. I’m so selfish, and I’m sorry.”

    Will lets the tears spill over and he lets that want that’s always itching under his skin show itself.

    “My whole life I’ve missed you every second you’ve been away from me,” Will confesses quietly into the receiver.

    If you’re pathetic, I’m wretched.

     

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    Not long after the final battle, Mike and Will were inseparable– until Will moved out to New York.

    Despite the weekly calls and the freedom of living their lives without terror, there’s no world in which they could last so long apart without it feeling like torture.

    Will gets a call, and three days later, Mike is at his doorstep.

    It only takes a day for them to fall back together again.

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    26 Mar 2026

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    Mike is waiting for Will in the basement, a look of suspicious, nervous excitement on his face. He cleared the table and laid out upon it are two card games.

    "Now, I know you’ll resist," Mike blurts out, stepping toward him. "But I think this will be good. For both of us! For when we... you know,” Mike trails off, “When we get partners.”

    Will scoffs, stepping closer to inspect the titles.

    Spill or Sip and Truth, Dare, or Strip.

    Or: Mike suggests a spicy card game to help Will loosen up before college. It works a little too well, and suddenly they’re gambling with unresolved feelings, and clothes, that were meant to stay in place.

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    25 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    “Fear not, my loyal knight,” Will tips his chin up to assume his authoritative, mystical persona. “It is only a testament to your divine soul that in the face of so much beauty, yours is the only one which truly entrances me. Nay, your visage is not all that bewitches me, but your charming disposition and impassioned loyalty have locked my attention away—have cruelly enraptured my heart and soul, and have refused to let go from the very moment when I first laid eyes upon you."

    Two years post-graduation, Mike the Brave and Will the Wise attend the Renaissance Festival.

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    24 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    There are moments, like wrinkles in time, when Mike is convinced he’s stepped into a different reality. It’s the liquor on his wedding night, the odd strangled laugh that tumbles out of him as his wife—his wife—climbs into his lap, nimble fingers slipping between them to the silver of his belt buckle. It’s the awful sweep of his raven hair in photos—what had ever possessed him to cut it that way? The squeak of his La-Z-Boy, the smudge of lipstick, the crinkle of the newspaper in his spotting hands at the breakfast table.

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    24 Mar 2026