🚲 ❛ quite the people pleaser, if only i could please her ❜
ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ: william byers does all he can to try and please matilda joane davis
/ PREVIOUSLY william byers x fem! oc, now will x platonicfem!oc
male oc x male oc in season 4
{season 1 - 4}
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july 2nd scoops ahoy - russian storage unit
"hmm..." erica hummed as she stared at the vent, "yeah, i don't know." she spoke as she stepped off the ladder.
"you don't know if you can fit?" dustin asked.
"oh, i can fit." erica assured, "i just don't know if i want to."
"are you claustrophobic like slater?" robin quizzed.
"robin!" slater groaned, "that was private."
erica snickered, "i don't have phobias."
"okay, well, what's the problem?" steve questioned.
"the problem is, i still haven't heard what's in this for erica."
the two workers glanced at each other and the next thing the group knew, they were sat on a table with erica as she sat around a table full of ice-cream.
steve pushed forward a USS butterscotch to her but she declined, "more fudge, please." the ten-year-old instructed, "go on."
"all right." robin pulled out her map as steve left, "you see this? this is the route you're gonna take. then we just wait till the last delivery goes out tonight. then you knock out the grate, jump down, open the door."
"then you find out what's in those boxes?" erica sassed.
"exactly." robin nodded.
"mm-hmm." erica buzzed, "and you say this guard is armed."
"yes, but he won't be there," dustin reassured her.
"and booby traps?"
"booby traps?"
"lasers, spikes in the wall?" erica clarified.
"what?" robin laughed.
"erica, did you forget we haven't been in the room?" slater reminded her.
"you know what this half-baked plan of yours sounds like to me?" erica uttered, "child endangerment."
"we'll be in radio contact with you the whole time-" robin started.
