Another mystery meant more work, which also meant more money. Seeing that she completely dropped out of her college to pursue a career in being a detective. In Nancy’s case, it didn’t pay the bills very well. Fortunately her father was still a lawyer so if she needed help he was there. That didn’t mean she should rely on him, which is why she picked up the case. A mystery detective -- almost seemed surreal, to top it off when the Supernatural was invovled.
Which is why she didn’t go back to her old friends. There was no point when they had moved on and had families of their own. She called one of the familiar faces she had worked with before. Someone who was intuitive with these sorts of mysteries. Someone she almost enjoyed working with a bit too much; (She blamed her own loneliness on that).
But he was a familiar face nonetheless. She watched the streets outside the coffee shop she sat at, waiting to see him. It didn’t take too long before he entered and Nancy’s gaze found his followed by a wave of her hand to catch his attention in case he had missed her. Seeing that she was the only one with strawberry blonde hair, she doubt it.
“Thank you for coming.” she greeted him as he walked closer to her table. Nancy’s features broke into a smile before she called over the waitress. “Whatever you like, it’s on me. Just for coming down here.” buying him a meal was the last thing she could do, but it expressed how thankful she was in that moment. Nancy Drew never needed anyone; For the first time, she did. Something she’d never admit out loud.
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