#hairofwinterfire

Bill could feel the shake in her hands as she cleaned his from the blood that coated them. It was still warm and he had to stop himself from cringing away. “It,” he repeated, “wuh-won’t stop until-til we’re all... Until no one is left.” Bill was sure of it. He could feel that certainty in his bones. “W-we nuh-need to get to It f-f-first.” His resolve was solidifying with each word he spoke. Bill would go alone if he had to, but either way, it would end.

Bill puled the blankets in around him more tightly, still not quite able to look at her. “It w-was like losing hi-him all o-ov-over again.” That raincoat-- And it was all his fault. It would always be his fault. “I’m sor--ry I’m not th-that much fun right now, B-Bev.”

“I don’t feel real good--”

@hairofwinterfire​ – — 「  until dawn starters 」STATUS :: ACCEPTING

    ❛ OUCH. ❜ mike feigns a comical wince which      he quickly follows with a wink. 

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His breath hitched, eyes wide as he watched Beverly come into his room with too many blankets and too much food and  he felt his heart lift just a little. Bill hadn’t come out of his room since they’d found Georgie’s jacket a few days ago, and he wasn’t planning on leaving any time soon.

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“Wh–what hap-happened? I didn’t-didn’t see–” Bill lifted his gaze from his blood-covered hands up into her light eyes, which were blurry, which meant he probably had tears in his eyes and he didn’t want to cry. The boy pulled in a shaky breath and held it for a few moments before letting it out in a whoosh. 

“Th-this is so f-f-fucking–” His fists clenched where they rested on his knees. “We c-can’t keep living like this,” he finally finished, voice even more quiet than it usually was.

"The idiot nearly got us all killed."

EVER the silent type, EVEN in his adulthood. HE FIGURED some things never changed but coming back here has only seemed to FURTHER beat that into his head. Her words STRIKE him as AGGRESSIVE, but she’s HARDLY wrong, HANDS resting on his knees as HE pants, the group seemingly PULLING themselves together for a second, KARTER’S hand rubbing the back of his neck for a second as he DIPS his head and PUFFS quietly.

HE ISN’T exactly sure what he can say to HELP the situation so he stays quiet for the time being, HIS mind reeling, HANDS shaking with uncertainty as he turns and approaches her GINGERLY. He’s certain she’s UNHAPPY but this is neither the TIME nor PLACE for them to be swallowed up by their frustration.

“BEV––”

HE glances at her for a second his head shaking for a second as he tries his BEST to urge her to keep moving, NOT making contact with HER immediately at first before an arm points OUT to the distance.