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 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞: 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧
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❝ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ...❞
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𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 pacing the kitchen that night, confusing the girl. she could tell that he was angry about something, the older boy mumbling things under his breath as he walked back and forth in the kitchen. she watched him for a few seconds, trying to see if he'd calm down and welcome her home. but he didn't, he was still wrapped up in his thought.
"steve." arlo called, looking at him with knitted eyebrows. this made him stop pacing and look at her, his eyebrows raised. "what's wrong? why are you pacing around like dad?"
"nancy. . ." steve started, his voice trailing off. he brought his hand up to his hair furiously. "i was just at nancy's house - mike's house, and - and she was with that creep."
arlo stepped more into the house, dropping her bag to the floor. "what - who are you talking about?"
"will's brother!" steve answered.
"jonathan?" arlo questioned, making steve nod. "what are you insinuating? that she's with him, romantically? nancy would never do that -"
"you didn't see them, lo!" steve interrupted. "he - he was putting a blanket around her. he was comforting her. i'm the one who's supposed to do that."
