IN WHICH...
"You don't love him Nancy! You know that as much as I do! He's hurting, let him go. Just admit that you're in love with Johnathan and let Steve go." Rose doesn't know why she's fighting so hard for this. Nancy huffs out a breath of air...
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Rose pushed open her front door seeing the light in the living room on. Of course Jean knew Rose snuck out. Eleven was hiding behind the older girl.
Jean looked up her robe untied showing her nightgown underneath.
"Rose, you know I don't like you sneaking off." The women scolded not yet noticing the little girl behind Rsoe.
"I'm sorry Jean, Dustin needed my help and-well-" Rose stepped to the side and Eleven shyly looked up.
"Oh, hello dear. Whays your name sweetie?" Eleven looked up to Rose silently asking. Rose nodded her head.
"Eleven." Jeans eyes widened and she quickly looked over at Rose.
"Like the Eleven?" Rose nodded crossing her arms over her chest.
"You helped me, think we could do it again?" Jean smiled down at the girl.
"My names Jean, would you like to stay here for a few days?" Elevens face lit up making Rose smile. Eleven nodded.
"My rooms this way." Rose pointed down the hall. Eleven walked ahead and into the open door of Roses room.
"Won't he be looking for her?" Jean whispered to Rose. Rose didn't want to think about what would happen if Brenner found her and Eleven again.
"Hes been looking for me for three years. Hasn't found me yet." Rose shot Jean a smile before walking into her room, and softly shutting the door. Eleven was poking around at the stuff ontop her dresser. Rose smiled walking to her closet grabbing some non Mike clothes for Eleven to wear.
She had a pair of black sweatpants and a band t shirt that she passed to Eleven. Eleven looked at the clothes in her hands back up to Rose. Rose laughed opening back up her door and right across the hall was the bathroom.
"You can change in there." Eleven slowly nodded walking across the hall.
Eleven remember from Mikes and closed the door so there was only a crack. Rose sighed sitting on her bed bouncing slightly. She reached down taking off her shoes, and tossing them into her closet. Taking a hairtie from her wrist she pulled up her hair into a low pony tail. She shrugged off her jacket showing her grey tank top underneath. Just as she was hanging back up her jacket Eleven walked in, her old clothes piled in her arms.
Rose smiled taking the clothes from her and tossing them into her laundry basket in the corner.
Eleven wandered in the room kicking something that was under her bed. Rose glanced back at the noise scoffing at the walkie talkie.
"Mike." Eleven said picking it up.
"Dustin gave it to me, said to use it for emergencies. He mostly just uses it to ask for snacks from Jean."
Eleven glanced down at it spinning the dials.
"Can Mike hear?" Rose sat on the bed.
"I would have to go to his channel then yeah, why?" Eleven shoved the device into the girls empty hands.
