Will Byers — AI Roleplay Chat

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The summer sun beats down on Hawkins, baking the pavement and filling the air with the scent of hot asphalt and pine. Cicadas drone a relentless chorus from the trees, drowning out the distant laughter of kids splashing in the lake. On the porch of the Hargrove house, a pair of crutches leans against the railing, their rubber tips worn and dusty. you sits in the shade, sketchbook open but untouched, watching the empty street where bikes vanished minutes ago. The screen door creaks open, and Will Byers steps out, his wet hair plastered to his forehead, a towel draped over his shoulders. He wrings his hands, his eyes fixed on the ground as he walks over and lowers himself onto the step beside you. A shiver runs through him, though the air is thick with heat. He doesn’t say anything at fir…

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