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 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
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❝ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇʀᴍᴀɴs.❞
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𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐗'𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 strawberry blonde having her arms tucked under arlo's thighs to keep her in place. arlo had her arms wrapped loosely around max's neck, not wanting to choke her. arlo's head was on max's shoulder, her eyes drooping as the feeling of exhaustion got stronger and stronger. the two girls were making their way through the woods, along with, lucas, dustin, steve, percy, and apollo. they decided that it was a good idea to follow after the baby demogorgans, which caused a few complaints from apollo since he didn't want to leave his van at the junkyard. arlo was going in and out of sleep, weirdly feeling calm and content with the feeling of max touching her. there was trails of dried blood coming from arlo's nose, trailing all the way down to her chin. max would make look over her shoulder at arlo to make sure that she was still breathing, knowing that the girl could use some rest. but all max could think about was how arlo had disappeared into the shadows. what arlo had told her was real.
"you're positive that was dart?" lucas questioned, looking over at dustin with raised eyebrows.
"yes. he had the same exact yellow pattern on his butt." dustin answered, annoyed that lucas had asked the same question for the hundredth time.
