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(n.) someone who only pretends to smile

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Wandering through the woods you found a little fort with the words "castle Byers" on it. It was a cozy little fort and you really had nowhere else to stay. So you curled up in the blankets and slowly fell asleep.

Soon enough you were woken by a familiar boy. He had beautiful brown eyes and a bowl cut. He stared at you, his eyes wide.

You soon realized that he could see your imprint in the sheets. You grabbed a crayon and piece of paper that were conveniently laying there. And you wrote

Hello, my name is Y/N. I'm a ghost. I used to be staying with your friend, Michael, but we had a fight and he felt I shouldn't stay there anymore. You don't mind if I hang out in here for a while, do you?

The boys eyes widened wider than you thought possible.

"Um... my names Will... I don't mind if you stay here, but... it might be more comfortable in my room where we'd have access to more paper."

Alright, lead the way

Wills room was a nice room. It was covered in drawings of many different things. He seemed to be quite the artist.

He placed some paper on the bed as he sat down. You sat next to him and he gasped at the indent you made in the mattress. You really were real.

"What did you and Mike have a fight about?"

I didn't show myself when all of you walked in out of fear. He really wanted you guys to meet me I guess.

"Is that's why he kicked you out?"

Yes.

"Well I bet he regrets it. He's not normally like that, but he's been dealing with a lot lately. We all have. Hawkins isn't like anywhere else."

Oh... how so?

Will explained to you about everything that had happened in the past year, including Eleven. Hearing about Eleven kind of upset you, but you were unsure why.

"If I bring you back to Mikes house I'm sure he'll let you back in and the two of you will make up"

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