𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚
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Valerie Hopper was a girl of high expectations — none that she held herself to, of course. At seventeen, she considered herself more traumatised than most her age, she'd lost people, important people, irreplaceable people, and she'd fought monsters, or aliens, or whatever the hell the scientists of Hawkins had conjured up in that lab.
Point being, the world owed her. Big time.
Neon spandex that she'd rather die before wearing, poorly sequenced jazz-synth film scores and wildly inappropriate use of blue eye-shadow were nothing short of what Valerie Hopper envisioned for the year to come, and she cursed above to whichever almighty god held the power over her life that they were going to give her a damn good summer break,
or so help her.
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Fanfiction"𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮" "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥" Between the film class she'd signed up for and a reckless investigation into the inner evils of Hawkins Indiana - if someone had told Valerie Hopper she was t...
