3:19 pm
max: do we tell him?
eleven: tell who what
max: dustin. the locker.
eleven: oh. uh no
max: really?
eleven: no. we don't. he doesn't have to know
max: what if he finds out from someone else
eleven: he won't
max: how can you be sure
eleven: i can't..
max: does will know
eleven: no. and he's not going to
max: and you're just okay with this?
eleven: i have to be. it's best for them
max: how do you know that
eleven: i've known them longer than you
max: so what
eleven: so i've delt with this type of stuff before
max: okay. whatever
eleven: just trust me okay?
max: okay. sure
eleven: max don't be mad
max: i'm not.
eleven: yes you are
max: idk. you'll figure out what to do. you're better at friendships than me anyways.
eleven: that's not what i said and you know it
max: you've been doing it longer than me
eleven: that is not what i meant okay?
max: okay.
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pickles // a dill story
Fanfiction{completed} in which william byers is out and proud, but the case is not the same for dustin henderson, preventing them from being together
