[He hums, low. Dreams that are a little impossible now and then. He isn't sure he would have done well in college, but he knows he would have tried. Tried so fucking hard if it meant getting out from under Neil's thumb. ]
No. [ he sounds vaguely confused about it. like the idea has never crossed his mind. and it hasn't. eddie's just... dumb and disruptive. bad influence. whatever. ]
... I wanted to walk the stage. Dumb as it is, that was like... my thing. [ a beat. ] My old man dropped out early. Really wanted me to, too, so I could help him run his cons. It was supposed to be like, symbolic. A big show I'd changed my path and I wasn't gonna be like him.
Maybe. [ he considers. it... might be good. figure out why he gets the way he does, before he does something stupid. so he can be useful to steve. ]
And... I dunno. It'd make my uncle happy, but there's noooo way in hell I'd salvage '86. And if I have to waste another fucking year of my life in Hawkins high, I'll blow my brains out.
[he's good at helping girls just long enough to get into their pants, is the thing. it's like, performative patience, and it's not like he's gonna get into Eddie's pants, ever. so. you know. ]
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[He hums, low. Dreams that are a little impossible now and then. He isn't sure he would have done well in college, but he knows he would have tried. Tried so fucking hard if it meant getting out from under Neil's thumb. ]
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[ the politics don't surprise him. ]
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You've read Narnia? Mmm... Guess that is required reading for every closeted guy.
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[he's laughing - ] Caspian and Lilliandil had me a chokehold. I never knew if it was my fucking mommy and daddy issues or if I wanted in there.
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[very serious, look: ] You think Dracula fucked Jonathon?
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And speaking of classics, Gatsby and whatshisface? Also definitely fucking.
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[it is maybe too soon for him to make jokes about this. ]
Oh, yeah. Absolutely. Bronte's are full of closet lesbians too.
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[ he is relatively certain that this is fact. ]
You think Mr. Darcy and Bingham were fucking? I wrote that in an essay in English and got a big fat F for bringing degeneracy to the classics.
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[ha -] Oh, yeah. Listen, any two guys in Victorian Lit that are that friendly are fucking. I mean, just look at Lord Henry and Dorian Gray.
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[ he's laughing. ]
I'd have paid attention in class if this was the topic at hand. Which characters are subtextually fucking.
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[if. if, if, if. ]
What's the deal with you and math, by the way. Don't you need to know that shit to deal?
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[ mostly. once you get into the real abstract shit he gets messy. ]
I don't test good. And I never do my fucking homework, so... between that, and missing shittons of class.
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[a beat.] I get it, schools fucking boring. You coulda dropped out, E. Did something else.
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... I wanted to walk the stage. Dumb as it is, that was like... my thing. [ a beat. ] My old man dropped out early. Really wanted me to, too, so I could help him run his cons. It was supposed to be like, symbolic. A big show I'd changed my path and I wasn't gonna be like him.
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[ahem. ] It's not dumb. It just sounds like a shitton of pressure to put on yourself.
[a beat. he looks pensive, a little lost. ] You still want it, if you go back?
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And... I dunno. It'd make my uncle happy, but there's noooo way in hell I'd salvage '86. And if I have to waste another fucking year of my life in Hawkins high, I'll blow my brains out.
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[he's good at helping girls just long enough to get into their pants, is the thing. it's like, performative patience, and it's not like he's gonna get into Eddie's pants, ever. so. you know. ]
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