The last time we saw Will Hunting, he was traveling west in his Chevy Nova, on a mission to "see about a girl". But what happened to the prodigious Bostonian when the cameras turned off? Thankfully you no longer have to wait for the answer.
Will's vehicle made it as far as Utah. Billy and Chuckie did their best to fix up the clunker but alas, the dry heat of the Utah desert proved too much for the old heap. Undaunted, Will hitched a ride into Las Vegas with old poker pro, Deuce MacJohnson. During the drive, Will was regaled with tales of life in the poker world and MacJohnson soon made Will his protege. Hunting appreciated the calculated aggression and chaotic lifestyle of a poker pro. Things were good for a while, but Will began to hate the things he used to love about the game. He grew tired of being drawn out on high percentage hands and hated losing to less talented people. Luck was not exactly a good friend of his and it seemed to stab him the back at every turn.
Hunting began to lash out at fellow poker players and soon became a pariah. While he certainly did not invent the art of belittling opponents, Will was a newcomer and had yet to pay his dues. Will was no longer welcomed to attend games with MacJohnson and he decided he had enough. Early one morning, Will packed up his belongings and hopped on the first bus out of Vegas; Denver was the destination. Will boarded another bus to his final stop, Silverthorne, a small town in the heart of Colorado ski country. Longing for the anonymity of his former life, Will took a menial job at a fast food restaurant right off the interstate, a job he is still working to this day. Will was last seen serving fries to this guy and his kids on their way to a ski trip.
-PSon
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