Bill Denbrough

    Bill Denbrough

    cold welcome. (req)

    Bill Denbrough
    c.ai

    It wasn't like you were part of the friend group that piled in and out of the house opposite yours every day, but you wanted to be. It wasn't like you had any of those, anyway.

    However, when you tumbled out of your front door to stop them in their tracks, you weren't expecting such a cold welcome; from your neighbour, at least.

    "I-If you re-really want t-to help, then come wi-with," he stuttered, though his eyebrows were furrowed. "J-Just don't expect it to a-al-always be like this."