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Billy Hargrove
SUMMON - MISSIVE - PARCEL

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[otherbitches]

[ That wasn't a person. ]

I don't know what the fuck you mean 'gotta try.' Gotta try, what, Harrington? But yeah, yeah, I'll come dig through her shit with you.

I wanna see what you're gonna do when there's only one thing to try.

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[babysitters]

What do you mean what do I mean. ( he means try to save the lady, dipshit!!! obviously! ) If we give up on everybody that has a bad time then more of us are gonna have a bad time and then next thing you know we're all having a monster party because nobody wanted to stick their neck out and now it's too late.

( while "so I can be smug about this later" is a bad reason to do something, Billy still qualifies as a warm body so Steve will allow it. he really doesn't like wandering the castle alone. ☹️ )

[babysitters]

( to that end... it's been more than five minutes of brain yelling at Billy and Steve is still not there. not for lack of trying, either. there will be NO jokes about Steve being too dumb to walk and think, or this friendship is over!!! )

Where the hell is your room. I can't find anything in this freaky fucking castle.

[otherbitches]

Christ, Harrington. Follow the fruit paintings until you see that weird one with the baby. You need me to come hold your hand?

🎀

[babysitters]

( billy is lucky this is a brain voice chat. and that Steve is from the 80s, and thusly does not know this 🖕 emoji exists. otherwise he'd have about a dozen of them in the chat right now.

instead, Billy just gets to snack on the sharp crack of annoyance. and the tiiiiiny trickle of anxiety, because... because he used to be good at this. he used to know every street of Hawkins, inside and out. he could get any girl to Skull Rock, no matter where they started around Lover's Lake. but he's so used to everything shifting and moving around him, nothing ever the same twice, it's like he forgot how object permanence works. follow the fruit paintings until you see the weird baby shouldn't be that hard. and yet... )

If you're coming, meet me at the dining hall. ( brain feed OFF. no room for rebuttal. )