Hawkins is ass. It’s boring and dull and Billy’s only on his second day of school and he already wants to kill himself (not that school back in Cali was any better, but at least he had his friends and a decent hook up for some good coke between classes to get him through his days).
The only remotely exciting news he’s heard since being in town are rumors of the Harrington twins, whispered about like they’re some mythical monsters meant to be feared and revered. Billy’s only met the one - Steve - and, while he certainly is pretty enough that Billy wouldn’t mind getting a double helping, he’s also not exactly as tantalizing as his reputation makes him out to be. Probably has something to do with that nerdy girlfriend of his. Unfortunate.
Maybe the other twin got all the personality. Or maybe this town is just so conservative that anyone slightly out of the norm warrants gossip (he’s sure his dad will love that).
When he slams his locker shut, he’s greeted by one of them on the other side, casually leaning against the metal like this is old routine, just two pals catching up between classes.
“The fuck you want, Harrington?” Billy doesn’t know which one it is, but doesn’t want to let in to that little fact.
Whichever twin is standing in front of him smirks, temptation, but Billy can see the venom there. Will do him in if he gets too close.
“I’ll tell you if you can guess which one I am.”
“Your mistake is thinking I give a shit what you have to say.” Billy slings his messenger bag over his shoulder and turns away. He’s got lunch and he’s starving.
Harrington’s tailing his ass down the hall, an irritating giggle bubbling from his lips as he keeps pace. “You don’t know, do you?”
“Know what?” Billy huffs, playing dumb.
“Which one I am. You can’t tell us apart.”
Billy doesn’t answer.
“No, that’s fine,” the guy continues. “We’ve been going to school with the same people since pre k and even they have difficulty sometimes. Tell you a real good way to help you learn, though-“
Billy swings around, halting Harrington in his tracks as they stand chest to chest in the empty hall. “By me bludgeoning you to death so there’s only one left?”
The threat doesn’t have the intended affect. Harrington’s eyes light up with an all to recognizable thrill. Makes Billy want to slam him against the lockers and- He’s not supposed to be doing that shit anymore. The whole reason he ended up in this bumfuck town in the first place.
“Come eat lunch with me and my brother,” he says, eyes flickering down for the briefest second to Billy’s lips.
“And why the hell would I do that?”
“Wasn’t really a request.” Harrington’s staring at him, bold, unflinching. Too confident and cocky for his own goddamn good. Has feelings stirring up in Billy’s gut he’s trying to keep buried down. “But you know you’re curious. Heard all the rumors. Wanna see what’s real and what isn’t…”
Billy ends up following him to lunch, and he’ll blame it on the fact this town has fuck else going on, and this has the potential to be the most exciting thing he’ll face.
The other twin is already awaiting them at the table when they reach the cafeteria. A scowl on his face as soon as he meets Billy’s eyes, Billy knows which one he’s looking at. Kind of impossible not to be able to tell them apart now that he sees them side by side. Maybe it’s just Billy’s presence bringing out the distinction. Makes him feel kind of smug.
“Billy, you know my baby brother Steve,” the other one announces, taking his seat next to his twin.
“We’ve had the displeasure of meeting, yes.” Billy grins, pissing Steve off further.
“The displeasure was all mine.”
“Aw, now come on, children, this is meant to be a fun play date!” Other twin says, too bright and cheery for the current tension at play. “Billy, please, sit down.” He extends his arm out towards the seat on the other side of the table. Billy let’s a few seconds pass before sitting down.
“Fantastic! See, Steven, he can play nice.”
“Fuck you,” Billy bites, but he doesn’t leave.
“He can play mean, too,” he laughs. God, this guy is something else. Probably a freak in the sack. Billy’s just getting that vibe.
“I should probably introduce myself. I’m James. Eldest Harrington-“
“By like, five minutes,” Steve grumbles.
“It’s a touchy subject for baby brother,” James stage whispers, leaning forward towards Billy. “Anyway, as the eldest, I wanted to invite you to lunch with us today because, well, to put it bluntly; you’re the shiny new toy of Hawkins and we wanted to see what you were all about.”
“I’m not a fucking toy,” Billy grits through his teeth. The last thing he needs is some rich fuck thinking he owns everything because of daddy’s unlimited credit card.
“No, no, of course not.” James waves his hand dismissively, sounding not the least bit apologetic. “You’re a person. A very attractive one. We don’t get a lot of California transplants around here, as you can imagine. So my brother and I are curious to see how you…stack up. Against the townies we’re used to.”
It feels like a set up. Every fiber of Billy’s being is telling him not to take the bait, to ignore these hicks and move on with his life because he’s already fucked up bad enough to get sent here, doesn’t want to know the consequences of doing it again.
He makes his decision, the metal legs of his chair scraping against linoleum as he pushes away from the table to stand up. “Well have fun with your fantasies about me, ‘cause that’s all you’re getting.”
He goes to leave, but is stopped abruptly by a hand on his wrist. James. Smirking up at him like the devil incarnate. Guy gives him the creeps, if he’s honest.
“Just let it go, James. He can’t hang. Wouldn’t be any fun anyway.” Steve doesn’t even look up when he says it. Is too busy picking at a loose thread on his sleeve, bored look on his face like he’s above all this.
Fuck that.
Billy’s eyes bore holes through the kid’s skull, fist clenching at his side because who the fuck does he think he is acting like he knows anything?
“Our house is in Loch Nora,” James announces, hand still wrapped around Billy’s wrist. “Sure you can figure out which one. Come by at 10. Don’t keep us waiting.”
Steve looks up then, unsmiling but clearly pleased with himself. Billy would love nothing more than to lunge across the table and make him eat his teeth.
They can fuck right off thinking he’s just gonna come crawling because they said so. The fuck does he look like?
He should leave them high and dry. Keep them waiting all night just to have the satisfaction of seeing them pissed off and blue-balled tomorrow.
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the youtube notification of ''ooohh your video isn't starting up smoothly???? turn off your ad blocker you cunt <3'' is so pathetic to me bc it takes five seconds max. you think i can't wait five seconds? you think i need to give you money because five seconds is too long? i pity your wife.
Millennials and gen xers have been having a ROUGH go of it these past few years in terms of celebrity deaths cuz all these people are far too young to be going like this and also it’s hitting a little too close to home with them being in our age bracket
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I was dying. This is so Ben. All the sounds and just just same names, funny and accents. God, this is my favorite scene of the episode and maybe my favorite Cory moment for a long time. I just loved I. I thought it was so funny. -Rider
We don't see her decision-making, but I think she makes it very clear in that last scene that she did make her choice. She made her choice and she's letting you know it's her choice. She doesn't even want to know what your question is before she makes it clear. I physically remove myself from you. I'm going to stand with my father. I have my arm around my father. Thank you for giving this to me, Shawn. And then to come back and say, now, what did you want to ask me? So we don't see her. We don't. She doesn't have agency on camera, but she had. She's made her decision. -Danielle
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But yeah, Jack now is the rich. Is leaning into being the rich kid? -Will
Oh, I don't understand what happened to this character. -Rider
I know. What the heck happened there? -Danielle
That was a weird B story. -Rider
Why not do this the entire time and give him something to do? Make him the rich kid for the five years he's on the show, whatever. So that was a weird B story. They're clearly, I think Danielle said this a couple episodes ago, and she's right, which is Michael and the powers that be, not at ABC, but on working on our show, are already doing whatever they can to hope maybe there's a spinoff with the four of us. So the rest of the characters be damned. Let's get rid of them one by one. “Let's kind of marginalize them as much as they can. Let's focus on the four leads and let's move forward and see if we can get a show with the four of them. And that's what it really kind of read to me. -Will
once again thinking about harringrove misfits au where billy has alishas power of making everyone super horny for her with a touch which ends up being really isolating and dangerous for him and he and steve have this thing between them but they cant physically be together because billy doesnt want them having sex under this... spell or whatever the hell it is
so then steve finds this guy who can trade powers and steves got the funds to pay for something major like power immunity and next time he sees billy he's all excited and touches him and billys like "what the fuck!" and snaps away but steves like "no look!" and he puts his hand on billys cheek and... nothing happens. and billys so relieved he could cry (perhaps he does)
and then ya know... they can make sweet sweet love without billy being burdened by his powers for once and its very romantic the end
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Hawkins is ass. It’s boring and dull and Billy’s only on his second day of school and he already wants to kill himself (not that school back in Cali was any better, but at least he had his friends and a decent hook up for some good coke between classes to get him through his days).
The only remotely exciting news he’s heard since being in town are rumors of the Harrington twins, whispered about like they’re some mythical monsters meant to be feared and revered. Billy’s only met the one - Steve - and, while he certainly is pretty enough that Billy wouldn’t mind getting a double helping, he’s also not exactly as tantalizing as his reputation makes him out to be. Probably has something to do with that nerdy girlfriend of his. Unfortunate.
Maybe the other twin got all the personality. Or maybe this town is just so conservative that anyone slightly out of the norm warrants gossip (he’s sure his dad will love that).
When he slams his locker shut, he’s greeted by one of them on the other side, casually leaning against the metal like this is old routine, just two pals catching up between classes.
“The fuck you want, Harrington?” Billy doesn’t know which one it is, but doesn’t want to let in to that little fact.
Whichever twin is standing in front of him smirks, temptation, but Billy can see the venom there. Will do him in if he gets too close.
“I’ll tell you if you can guess which one I am.”
“Your mistake is thinking I give a shit what you have to say.” Billy slings his messenger bag over his shoulder and turns away. He’s got lunch and he’s starving.
Harrington’s tailing his ass down the hall, an irritating giggle bubbling from his lips as he keeps pace. “You don’t know, do you?”
“Know what?” Billy huffs, playing dumb.
“Which one I am. You can’t tell us apart.”
Billy doesn’t answer.
“No, that’s fine,” the guy continues. “We’ve been going to school with the same people since pre k and even they have difficulty sometimes. Tell you a real good way to help you learn, though-“
Billy swings around, halting Harrington in his tracks as they stand chest to chest in the empty hall. “By me bludgeoning you to death so there’s only one left?”
The threat doesn’t have the intended affect. Harrington’s eyes light up with an all to recognizable thrill. Makes Billy want to slam him against the lockers and- He’s not supposed to be doing that shit anymore. The whole reason he ended up in this bumfuck town in the first place.
“Come eat lunch with me and my brother,” he says, eyes flickering down for the briefest second to Billy’s lips.
“And why the hell would I do that?”
“Wasn’t really a request.” Harrington’s staring at him, bold, unflinching. Too confident and cocky for his own goddamn good. Has feelings stirring up in Billy’s gut he’s trying to keep buried down. “But you know you’re curious. Heard all the rumors. Wanna see what’s real and what isn’t…”
Billy ends up following him to lunch, and he’ll blame it on the fact this town has fuck else going on, and this has the potential to be the most exciting thing he’ll face.
The other twin is already awaiting them at the table when they reach the cafeteria. A scowl on his face as soon as he meets Billy’s eyes, Billy knows which one he’s looking at. Kind of impossible not to be able to tell them apart now that he sees them side by side. Maybe it’s just Billy’s presence bringing out the distinction. Makes him feel kind of smug.
“Billy, you know my baby brother Steve,” the other one announces, taking his seat next to his twin.
“We’ve had the displeasure of meeting, yes.” Billy grins, pissing Steve off further.
“The displeasure was all mine.”
“Aw, now come on, children, this is meant to be a fun play date!” Other twin says, too bright and cheery for the current tension at play. “Billy, please, sit down.” He extends his arm out towards the seat on the other side of the table. Billy let’s a few seconds pass before sitting down.
“Fantastic! See, Steven, he can play nice.”
“Fuck you,” Billy bites, but he doesn’t leave.
“He can play mean, too,” he laughs. God, this guy is something else. Probably a freak in the sack. Billy’s just getting that vibe.
“I should probably introduce myself. I’m James. Eldest Harrington-“
“By like, five minutes,” Steve grumbles.
“It’s a touchy subject for baby brother,” James stage whispers, leaning forward towards Billy. “Anyway, as the eldest, I wanted to invite you to lunch with us today because, well, to put it bluntly; you’re the shiny new toy of Hawkins and we wanted to see what you were all about.”
“I’m not a fucking toy,” Billy grits through his teeth. The last thing he needs is some rich fuck thinking he owns everything because of daddy’s unlimited credit card.
“No, no, of course not.” James waves his hand dismissively, sounding not the least bit apologetic. “You’re a person. A very attractive one. We don’t get a lot of California transplants around here, as you can imagine. So my brother and I are curious to see how you…stack up. Against the townies we’re used to.”
It feels like a set up. Every fiber of Billy’s being is telling him not to take the bait, to ignore these hicks and move on with his life because he’s already fucked up bad enough to get sent here, doesn’t want to know the consequences of doing it again.
He makes his decision, the metal legs of his chair scraping against linoleum as he pushes away from the table to stand up. “Well have fun with your fantasies about me, ‘cause that’s all you’re getting.”
He goes to leave, but is stopped abruptly by a hand on his wrist. James. Smirking up at him like the devil incarnate. Guy gives him the creeps, if he’s honest.
“Just let it go, James. He can’t hang. Wouldn’t be any fun anyway.” Steve doesn’t even look up when he says it. Is too busy picking at a loose thread on his sleeve, bored look on his face like he’s above all this.
Fuck that.
Billy’s eyes bore holes through the kid’s skull, fist clenching at his side because who the fuck does he think he is acting like he knows anything?
“Our house is in Loch Nora,” James announces, hand still wrapped around Billy’s wrist. “Sure you can figure out which one. Come by at 10. Don’t keep us waiting.”
Steve looks up then, unsmiling but clearly pleased with himself. Billy would love nothing more than to lunge across the table and make him eat his teeth.
They can fuck right off thinking he’s just gonna come crawling because they said so. The fuck does he look like?
He should leave them high and dry. Keep them waiting all night just to have the satisfaction of seeing them pissed off and blue-balled tomorrow.
