#itsbllshit

          He’s pouring her another cup of coffee ( her third to be exact ) and all he does is stare at her with a brow raised and skepticism etched across his face.   She sounds crazy and Jess had his fair share of crazy.   It’s safe to say he isn’t looking for any more in his life.   Yet,  there’s something in her eyes that has him still standing there.   Desperation?   Fuck. 

        “nevermore students totally use social media just as   much as normies do!  not to sound stalkerish or anything, but i kinda know a lot about you, nancy wheeler.”  she sips on her iced latte for a moment, a pointed look on her face.  she’d say nancy was more popular by association than popular by herself, but it was two sides of the same coin.  “the way you went from dating steve harrington to jonathan byers is like, the stuff of romcoms.”

“   how is it that you’re never scared ?   ”

     "      𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤  𝐢'𝐦  𝐧𝐨𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨  𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞,  𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫,      "     clearly  he  wasn’t,  he  had  saw  what  happened  with  chrissy  and  he  had  just  ran.     something  had  told  him  even  if  he  hadn’t  and  he  called  the  police,  no  one  would  believe  him  anywhere  and  he’d  rather  be  running  and  free,  knowing  he  was  innocent,  than  locked  up  and  knowing  he  was  innocent.     eddie  didn’t  know  what  help  he  could  be,  he  had  been  pulled  into  all  of  this  and  he  knew  there  was  something  more  going  on  in  hawkins,  but  he  wasn’t  a  hero.     he  wasn’t  like  harrington,  or  dustin,  or  nancy.     he  was  a  coward.     he  knew  it  and  he  didn’t  want  to  let  all  of  them  down.     hands  rub  at  his  face,  looking  up  at  her  finally  and  he  shrugged  his  shoulders,      “     i’m  not  like  you  lot.     i  don’t  know  if  i  can  do  this,      ”

“What do you mean, you called him?” Pure confession had spread across Karen’s face as she’d turned around to see her daughter standing on the staircase, but she kept standing in the threshold with Jim just outside the door. Ted was out with Holly and Mike was with his friends – and honestly, Karen had been looking forward to spending some mother-daughter time. 

“Is something going on, are you all right?” she asked Nancy with a frown on her face, immediately worried and glancing back and forth between her daughter and Hop. Why had Nancy called the police? The mother still hadn’t let the man in – but her focus had been solely on her child.