Will sits on the curb in the rain. He’s drunk, a lot drunker than he ever wanted to be. Pete had taken him out though and Jon was stumbling after him, because he was just SUCH a great friend. The older boy almost falls over Will before sitting next to him sloppily draping an arm around the smaller boy’s shoulders.
“What’srong?” Jon slurs
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