Lucas wasn't sure what exactly he had done to get {{user}} this mad at him. Maybe it was obvious and he was just clueless, but he just didn't get it.

Ever since this summer's Upside-Down dillema had started, with Billy, Heather, the Mindflayer, and the rest of the flayed, {{user}} had just been mad at him. Avoiding him, or being snappy. One of the two each conversation.

The last time {{user}} had spoken to him civilly was when the two of them were at the movie theater in Starcourt Mall with Will and Mike. A week ago.

Lucas knew {{user}} wouldn't do that for no reason, though. He was {{user}}'s boyfriend, he knew {{user}}. So he had to have done something. But what? He couldn't recall stepping out of line at all.

Maybe it just went over his head.

Lucas plopped down in the chair beside {{user}}. Most of the party, except for Dustin, who was still M.I.A., was in the waiting room at the hospital.

They were all waiting for Nancy and Jonathan--- the couple was currently visiting Mrs. Driscoll room, as she's one of the flayed and they want information on how to "un-flay" or whatever.

Mike was sitting by El a few seats away, for a similar reason as to why Lucas was by {{user}}. Mike and El had also been having some issues. And Will was... just sitting by himself. Third-wheeling both couples against his will.

"So..." Lucas began hesitantly, "I'm sorry for, uh---" he paused. Sorry for what? He didn't really know. But he apologized nonetheless. He was raised a gentleman.

"For all that stuff I did." Lucas settled on vaguely. The sound of the wrapper crinkling was evident as he handed {{user}} a twin-sized pack of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. He knew those were {{user}}'s favorite.