[ Eleven remembers that name too, and has about as much context for it. The name rolls off the tongue nicely, though. ]
Alamo. Si.
[ It's good, she likes it. Though thinking of Castle Byers, the way she'd seen it in the Upside Down with Will hiding inside, gives her an idea. She thinks stealing the idea is probably allowed. She's just trying to copy from her friends for her friend. That's fair, right? ]
We could... make a sign.
[ Write 'The Alamo' on it. Make it look nice, perhaps. Put it on the fort. ]
( A sign — she brightens, darting around the blanket fort toward her nightstand to rifle around until she finds her paper and pencils. She comes back holding them, beaming. )
Erik is teaching me to draw. I can help make the sign.
( Since she didn't do anything to help with the rest, she can at least contribute this much. )
Maybe we can make it inside?
( She's eager, impatient to go in — and manages to wait all of two more seconds before ducking into the flap, deeply pleased and shrouded in the wonderment only a kid can have when presented with the dope ass interior of an expertly crafted blanket fort. )
no subject
Alamo. Si.
[ It's good, she likes it. Though thinking of Castle Byers, the way she'd seen it in the Upside Down with Will hiding inside, gives her an idea. She thinks stealing the idea is probably allowed. She's just trying to copy from her friends for her friend. That's fair, right? ]
We could... make a sign.
[ Write 'The Alamo' on it. Make it look nice, perhaps. Put it on the fort. ]
no subject
Erik is teaching me to draw. I can help make the sign.
( Since she didn't do anything to help with the rest, she can at least contribute this much. )
Maybe we can make it inside?
( She's eager, impatient to go in — and manages to wait all of two more seconds before ducking into the flap, deeply pleased and shrouded in the wonderment only a kid can have when presented with the dope ass interior of an expertly crafted blanket fort. )