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"i'm here, max

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"i'm here, max."



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march, 1986

hawkins

"NANCY." karen calls. "i found some more of your old stuff in the attic."

everyone was carrying boxes, to bring to the school, but y/n couldn't carry them, because of her right arm.

she was suggested to try not to move her right arm too much, since it was confirmed by doctor's that night, that her arm was broken. so there was a cast on it.

not the type of cast that holds your arm in place, but the type of cast you can still move your arm around in, if you know what i mean.

nancy gasps and picked up a stuffed bunny. "mr. rabbit.."

"it's okay if you wanna save him, you know?" karen assures.

"no." nancy refuses, and puts him back in the box. "he'll be more loved in a new home."

nancy takes the box and walks to the car.

"someone order a pizza?" karen asks.

"pizza?" y/n asks.

they look over and see a pizza truck approaching towards them, with the horn honking.

the car door opens, revealing argyle, who they didn't recognize.

but after that, mike, will, jonathan, and el came out.

y/n looked at mike with a smile, to which he smiled back.

everyone started running up to each other.

y/n ran up to will, and hugged him, with her left arm.

"are you okay?" will asks y/n, noticing her cast.

y/n nodded her head in response.

"where's lucas?" will asks dustin and y/n.

"he's at the hospital." y/n replies, remembering what happened.

"was he hurt?" el asks.

"no, no. he's.." dustin explains. "oh god, you don't know."

mike looked over to y/n after talking to his mom, and he slowly walked up to her.

y/n noticed him, and walked up to him too.

mike hugged her tightly with a huge smile on his face, just happy that she's here, and alive

once they pulled away from the hug, mike looked at her in the eye.

"did.. did you hear?" mike asks as he stumbled over his words.

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