charlotte harrington was a normal kid. she lived with her parents and older brother, steve. she was friends with dustin, mike, lucas, and will. she didn't necessarily like playing d&d, but she still sat through their campaigns to help them in times...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢 𝐠𝐨
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❝ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ's ʜᴀᴜɴᴛɴɢ ᴜs.❞
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𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐃, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 up at the ceiling. her alarm had gone off twenty minutes ago and she hadn't gotten up to even get dressed. not only has will been on her mind, but the nightmare that she had last night had been playing over and over again. should i stay or should i go just kept playing, but it sounded distorted and staticky. it was like the radio she was listening to it on was old or out of whack. either way, it was creepy as hell. her bedroom door opened the reveal steve, a worried look taking up his features as he looked at his sister. she turned to look at him, eyebrows raised as she did so.
"you going to school?" steve questioned, walking into the room before he sat down on her bed.
"no." she simply answered.
steve nodded, examining the girl's face. she had slight bags under her eyes from her lack of sleeping. he wondered if she got any sleep at all last night. "you want me to pick anything up after school? pizza? ice cream?"
"no. but thank you." arlo mumbled, sending the boy a small smile.
"okay. just. . . try not to stay in bed all day, okay? and make sure that you eat, arlo." steve told her, his eyebrows raised as a way to show that he was serious. he understood she was grieving, but that doesn't mean that she had to stop taking care of herself.
