With one "see you later", Charlie knew Nancy Wheeler was the only one for her.
BOOK MOVED FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT (@_ahoythereladies_)!!
fem!oc x nancy wheeler
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THE FLEA AND THE ACROBAT “i have problems too, but i'm not 'mental'”
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CHARLIE SIGHED AS SHE PUT ON THE ONLY DRESS she owned, the white collar slightly bent around her neck, the rest of the fabric black. The sleeves went down to her wrists, flaring slightly over her hands and she looked up at herself in the mirror in her bedroom. She could see the bags under her eyes from not being able to sleep last night, the creature from that photo and the woods roaming through her brain and she put her hands over her face, voice muffling through them.
After a second of being annoyed at her exhaustion, she dropped her hands, shook it off, put a brush through her hair and then walked out of her room, coming out into the again-cluttered living room. Hopper was laying on the couch, drool pooling on the pillow beneath his head and his uniform still on. Charlie decided to not wake him up since he was probably having a bad week already, and let him rest, even if it meant he’d miss the funeral.
She walked over to the bowl sitting by the door, going to grab her keys when she found they weren’t there. Frowning, she looked around the dark room, hardly being able to see anything clearly in the dim light, so she reached over, flicking on the switch. Nothing happened. Furrowing her eyebrows, she flicked the switch again, the lamp overhead still not turning on, and she huffed, guessing the power had gone on the off again. She stepped around the room with her hands outstretched in front of her, finally finding her keys sitting by the kitchen sink, and then walking back to the door, grabbing her coat before heading out.
