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the bathtub
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SCARLETT STOOD IN FRONT OF CHIEF HOPPER, "Hopper come on. You know they're not gonna do shit with those things. It's Nancy Wheeler and Jonathan Byers!" she tore her eyes off the box and stared at Hopper, who stared back, unimpressed.
Five minutes prior, they had discovered the box of weapons Nancy and Jonathan had purchased, and brought them inside to display to his mother and the chief. Even Scarlett had no idea what they were for, but she assumed maybe they were going back out to hunt the Demogorgon.
"Watch your language, Sinclair. And why are you even here?" Hopper questioned her, leaning back in his seat while lighting the cigarette in his mouth.6
"I- um. I don't know. I was there when the fight happened." She said slowly, clearing her throat.
"Okay, so. Do you know why the fight broke out?" Hopper sighed, sitting back up in his seat and resting his arms on the table.
"Well, Steve was being an asshole-" Scarlett began.
"Language!"
"Sorry." She stifled a laugh. "Steve was being.. rude, and was shoving Jonathan. So Jonathan simply defended himself." Scarlett shrugged, pursing her lips.
"Yeah." Nancy agreed shortly.
The storm cloud above Scarlett's head grew larger every time Nancy spoke. The feeling of Nancy's betrayal stuck to her like wet glue. Nancy seemed to not even be bothered, she didn't even apologize. But, Scarlett Sinclair never held grudges. Never had enemies or people she hated. Well, besides Carol. So she brushed it off, deciding to be the bigger person and be civil with Nancy. Accepting her upspoken apology.
"So, why did we find this in your car?" Callahan asked Jonathan, a smirk plastered on his face.
"Why are you going through my car?" Jonathan snapped, trying to stand up. Nancy was quick to pull him back down.
"Is that really the question you should be asking right now?" Hopper leaned towards Jonathan with a serious expression on his face. "You three. My office. Now." He pointed to the three of them, who exchanged anxious looks.
Jonathan turned back to the chief, "You won't believe me."
Hopper was already turning to walk to his office before Jonathan spoke up. Turning back around, his glare became lethal, "Why don't you give me a try."
The walk to the chiefs office was short, Jonathan walking close by Nancy for the entirety of it, Scarlett walking beside Joyce, who seemed quite scatter brained as she shook nervously.
