[The tension in the back of Mike's head pulls tight as Nancy talks, and then, behind pinched-closed eyes, flips a coin - gives up, sag back into the calm olive branch she's offering, or snap.
He snaps.]
I had to fight a monster myself last week, bigger than a demogorgon, with just shit I could find in the drugstore. And before that they killed Will, and they brought him back but turned me into a ghost for a month, so I couldn't even take care of him. And in August they threw us all into this arena and made us try to stay alive for days just to get food, and Steve kept going back in because we were all starving. And that's not even half the time I've been here.
[He isn't even sure what point he's trying to make anymore, other than airing some of the terror he's been through to someone who won't brush it off, won't be unsurprised at the shit Deerington can pull. By the last sentence he's breathing hard and uneven, wide eyes damp around the edges, a little bit unhinged from the fierce intent he'd started out with.]
no subject
He snaps.]
I had to fight a monster myself last week, bigger than a demogorgon, with just shit I could find in the drugstore. And before that they killed Will, and they brought him back but turned me into a ghost for a month, so I couldn't even take care of him. And in August they threw us all into this arena and made us try to stay alive for days just to get food, and Steve kept going back in because we were all starving. And that's not even half the time I've been here.
[He isn't even sure what point he's trying to make anymore, other than airing some of the terror he's been through to someone who won't brush it off, won't be unsurprised at the shit Deerington can pull. By the last sentence he's breathing hard and uneven, wide eyes damp around the edges, a little bit unhinged from the fierce intent he'd started out with.]