[...yep, mike wheeler definitely lives here. it's like being back in mike's room, or the basement (before karen gets to them, making all the boys clean up before they can keep playing). it's...nice. it's messy and lived-in and familiar.
will can barely stifle a smile as he steps over and around the piles, nudging gently at a pile of sweaters with his bare toes. leave it to mike to find sweaters, even in deerington.
when he glances up at the walls, it takes him a moment to recognize his own artwork. considering that the last thing he'd drawn was dozens and dozens of tunnel pictures, he almost doesn't remember drawing the dragons and castles and characters on the pieces of paper.
once he does, though, he brightens even more.] You...brought your binder with you?
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will can barely stifle a smile as he steps over and around the piles, nudging gently at a pile of sweaters with his bare toes. leave it to mike to find sweaters, even in deerington.
when he glances up at the walls, it takes him a moment to recognize his own artwork. considering that the last thing he'd drawn was dozens and dozens of tunnel pictures, he almost doesn't remember drawing the dragons and castles and characters on the pieces of paper.
once he does, though, he brightens even more.] You...brought your binder with you?