#nodunkiing

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The spark of pain is lightening fast as it shoots up his chest. He almost retaliates then shoving away the crutches and biting out a vicious curse 'cause why the fuck did he have to do this anyways? But he knows the answer already and she wasn't the type to pity him. Billy grounds down on his teeth as he adjusts himself and makes it forward the last few steps before he is sliding back down into the plastic hospital chair exhausted, covered in an ungodly amount of sweat, and feeling every nerve ending on his body screaming for him to stop this bullshit at once.

Physical fucking therapy. After Starcourt and how much damage he had taken it was a damn surprise he could still walk. Just the amount of damage done to his body should have killed him but it hadn't. Rather, he's stuck with a tough ass regime of workouts, pills to aid in his recovery, and every so often met with those freaks from Hawkins Lab to discuss the stuff he doesn't want to fucking talk about.

There was nothing here for them. Truer words couldn't be said but there was something unsettling about it to Billy. What would he have done if he found anything left behind? He had to talk himself out of a very likely arson charge 'cause he would have felt considerably better if the entire building was burned down. He had come searching for anything, any clues, any fucking hints he hadn't caught onto when he had been flayed.

He was empty-handed, reduced to a shrinking coward, and set on fire with his anxieties. He had remembered more clearly the smallest details. Mostly he remembered the feeling of the Mind Flayer and assorted screaming. Her screaming. Billy shutters, unable to shake the feeling this place gave him.

" I'M NOT BLAMING YOU. I just want to know what happened @nodunkiing "

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"Maybe because it's funny to watch an idiot sputter and try to make their nonsensical takes seem logical?"

Meg found it hilarious. Sometimes she would start random arguments and start tossing out information that she knew was false. Perhaps the issue was that the ginger found arguments entertaining. Sometimes she would watch other people argue just to see who'd win.

"Sometimes you just need to put an idiot in their place," she added, "There are some people that are too dumb to realize just how much they're lacking."

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If someone asked Meg how she'd ended up being friends with Heather, she wouldn't have an answer. She couldn't even remember when they'd started talking regularly. It'd just sort of happened. Which was fine, most friendships started like that. The ginger just found it funny that she couldn't pinpoint exactly when she'd started to like brunette.

They'd probably been shit-talking someone together. That was how most of her friendships started. Mutual hatred of someone else was always a strong way to bond.

"I think we have very different ideas of what the word nice means. I certainly wouldn't say that either of us are very nice." As she said that, the ginger scooped a few rocks up from the gravel parking lot and held them out to Heather. "Wanna see who can hit a further target?"

　Greed has a way of blinding him from vindication. Although, to be completely fair Billy has never been one to see things through any lens of reason. He was an emotional creature and even more so after this change. Things aren't super clear and perhaps Billy had been a little deceptive about this whole ordeal but there was truth enough in it. They would always need feeding and Steve was the best possible option given the circumstances and limitations of those who knew of their existence.

And he's curious which had never been a good thing for Billy either. It's one of those infectious yearnings for the chance to see how Steve might respond to someone else. Billy hasn't been totally forthcoming with Heather as well although he is certain she might suspect him. There had to be a reason Billy wasn't making Steve's life completely and totally hell, right? — Reason that is very rooted in the way Steve tastes and how he responds to Billy. So he's so damn curious about how Steve might respond to Heather and Heather to him which has him all but hurrying to the door when the bell rings. "You were quick," Billy slanters as if he hadn't given Steve to think there was a reason for urgency. "C'mon. She's in here."

　"Is it so bad to not know yourself?" The question is more rhetoric than anything because it's already opened up a really big can of worms with Robin. Perhaps it was the not knowing that brought up the fear, the uncertainty, the anxieties that were so easy to get hung up on. She, of all people, could relate. It was like wading through deep waters uncertain of what lay beneath or what might happen when you broke the surface.

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It's embarrassing to be caught like this. He knew that coming back to the steel mill would bring back bad memories. Billy just hadn't foreseen how bad he would feel when the memories resurfaced. Being trapped in the stupid fucking payphone, dialing god knows what number for help, and eventually dragged into the abandoned building. He didn't like dark spaces anymore—hated the thought of the cold, wet, and dark emptiness that had come with being possessed. The stupid fucking ash that floated in the air that hadn't made sense because it wasn't snow.