What the hell? [ It's all too easy for Lucas to meet Will's outrage. To know that someone had taken advantage of his family at their lowest point, of Jonathan, who had been younger than he is now and was trying to do the right thing for Will, makes his blood boil. He also knows how much it takes in order to get under Will's skin and it's clear that this has, even more of a reason to be outraged.
But he collects himself rather quickly and goes on about the job, even while Lucas is still trying to wrap his head around the fake funeral that they're still paying for almost a decade later. Lucas tries to catch up, though there's still a bit of an edge to his voice.] Yeah, that's bullshit. I'm glad you're there looking out for other people like your family. Like us.
[ He knows that his family has always been middle class while Will's has been, well, not. But he thinks that when it comes to this kind of thing, it's understood that he means good people out there. He grins when Will says he's thinking about art school. Now that's something he can get behind.] Yeah? That's great, man. I was going to ask if you were still drawing. [ Will had always been talented, even when it was just for them and their campaigns. He'd only gotten better as they'd gotten older. He deserved to get out of Hawkins and do something he loved.] I can't wait until I can put down some hard earned cash for one of your comics. Just a matter of time.
[ He pats Will on the back, still not used to how tall he is compared to how small he used to be. He wonders if he'll ever get adjusted to the difference. He feels like it happened overnight when he was away. He just came back to Hawkins changed.
He rolls his eyes at the mention of Erica, dropping his hand and shaking his head.] Erica's Erica. She's part of Hellfire now and thinks she's god's gift to everything and everyone. What else is new?
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Date: 2023-02-26 07:13 pm (UTC)But he collects himself rather quickly and goes on about the job, even while Lucas is still trying to wrap his head around the fake funeral that they're still paying for almost a decade later. Lucas tries to catch up, though there's still a bit of an edge to his voice.] Yeah, that's bullshit. I'm glad you're there looking out for other people like your family. Like us.
[ He knows that his family has always been middle class while Will's has been, well, not. But he thinks that when it comes to this kind of thing, it's understood that he means good people out there. He grins when Will says he's thinking about art school. Now that's something he can get behind.] Yeah? That's great, man. I was going to ask if you were still drawing. [ Will had always been talented, even when it was just for them and their campaigns. He'd only gotten better as they'd gotten older. He deserved to get out of Hawkins and do something he loved.] I can't wait until I can put down some hard earned cash for one of your comics. Just a matter of time.
[ He pats Will on the back, still not used to how tall he is compared to how small he used to be. He wonders if he'll ever get adjusted to the difference. He feels like it happened overnight when he was away. He just came back to Hawkins changed.
He rolls his eyes at the mention of Erica, dropping his hand and shaking his head.] Erica's Erica. She's part of Hellfire now and thinks she's god's gift to everything and everyone. What else is new?