pickles // a dill story

11) idiot

3:21 pm

eleven: might wanna be more careful d
dustin: wym l
eleven: you and ya secret bf
dustin: how'd you know we're dating?!

eleven: i didn't until now !!
dustin: shit you rlly got me
eleven: haha ikr
dustin: i mean i was gonna tell you

eleven: you had better
dustin: shut up and come to my house

third person pov

eleven arrived at the henderson household within fifteen minutes. she knocked on the door and dustin's mom answered.

"hi, sweetie. come on in. dustin's in his room," she said as el walked through the door.

"el?" dustin yelled from the back of the house.
"i'm here, d," eleven hollered back.
"i'll fix you two a snack," dustin's mom said before heading to the kitchen.

"you spending the night?" dustin asked as his best friend appeared in his doorway.
"is your mom gonna be cool with that?"

"course she will be. i'm gay, not like we're gonna do anything," he replied.
they both laughed until their stomachs ached.

"i'll text my dad..hold on," el said as she pulled out her phone.

3:42 pm

eleven: can i spend the night with d
hopper: absolutely not!
eleven: how come?!

hopper: no boy/girl sleepovers with just two.
eleven: that's the dumbest rule
hopper: i don't care if you don't like it.

eleven: dad come on. it's just dustin
hopper: what does that matter?
eleven: he's gay...?
hopper: ask your mother.

"he's being an idiot. hang on i gotta ask my mom now," eleven said as she rolled her eyes.
"okay i'll go tell my mom," dustin replied.

3:46 pm

eleven: can i spend the night with d
joyce: sure
eleven: awesome thanks mom !!

joyce: i'm gonna drop will off later tonight
eleven: what? whyyyyy
joyce: because y'all are all friends

eleven: just because we're close doesn't mean i want him crashing my sleepovers
joyce: he's close with dustin too el
eleven: it's not the same mom

joyce: i don't wanna hear it
eleven: ugh!!
joyce: i'm bringing your clothes at 5 on my way home from work. and i'm dropping off will
eleven: fine.

"my mom made snacks. and she said it's fine for you to spend the night," dustin said, walking into his room and setting down a plate of pizza rolls.

"thanks. by the way my idiot brother is coming," el said, her voice thick with annoyance.
"really? will?"

"yes," she said as she rolled her eyes.

eleven wondered how her spontaneous sleepover with her best friend had turned into this. she was now a third wheel to her brother and his boyfriend. exciting.