( He's busy in his AP Biology class when the text comes through. It's the final class of the day before Eddie's got to head off for his track meet at a school neighboring Bangor where they've been told recruiters from some of the surrounding universities for a chance of getting spotted and hopefully having a chance to get an offer. For a long moment, Eddie just stares at the screen and considers finally blocking Richie's fucking number to be done with this entire thing because every time another text comes through then he feels another nail struck into his heart.
There is a long sigh, Stan staring at him from across their table with a raised brow. Eddie simply shrugged in response before glancing back to his phone and although he moves to return it to his pocket, he sighs before beginning to type up a response. )
I can't. This is a fucking important meet for me.
If you want then you can pick me upwards.
( He's not sure if this is a good thing or not. The fucking rumors were still going around and plenty of pictures had showed up online with his boyfriend (ex-boyfriend?) in a less than good position. )
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There is a long sigh, Stan staring at him from across their table with a raised brow. Eddie simply shrugged in response before glancing back to his phone and although he moves to return it to his pocket, he sighs before beginning to type up a response. )
I can't. This is a fucking important meet for me.
If you want then you can pick me upwards.
( He's not sure if this is a good thing or not. The fucking rumors were still going around and plenty of pictures had showed up online with his boyfriend (ex-boyfriend?) in a less than good position. )