Hating someone can be hard work. Especially when you don't actually hate them
Or
In which an overly sarcastic, closed off girl, can't seem to hide her care
fem oc x max mayfield
s3 - 5 completed until s5
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The next day, the group were currently all in the car, heading back to the boathouse to tell Eddie what they know.
Stiles was currently wearing a black Star Wars t-shirt with Yoda and Anakin on it, with a green flannel on, and grey jeans. (It's her favourite t-shirt)
The Harrington girl was sat in the middle of Max and Chloe, both girls laying their heads on the brunettes shoulder.
The taller girl did contemplate whether or not to move the Munson girl off, considering she was tensing up into oblivion.
But...
She didn't wanna be an asshole.
So, she just sat there. She didn't mind that much. But... she was still uncomfortable.
Although, she was playing with Max's fingers, which helped her not think about it too much.
Robin pursed her lips. "Not to be a wimp, but can I maybe sit in the car for this visit? 'Cause this is gonna totally and royally suck."
Nancy sighed, taking a glance at the girl. "It'll be fine."
"I just can't stand to see those dull eyes of Eddie's break again. I really, really can't." The sandy blonde muttered.
Steve shrugged from where he was sitting in the back with Dustin and Lucas, him and the curly-headed boy eating some Pringles. "At least he can drink himself into feeling better." He held up the six-pack of beer.
Max pursed her lips. "That's what my mom does."
Stiles gave her a sympathetic look, before shrugging, mumbling to herself. "I do that too."
The red-head sighed, gently squeezing the girls hand. She knew the taller girl had a minor drinking problem, but it was only when the girl was angry or upset did she drink. She did it to not feel anything.
Steve also frowned at that, sharing a look with Robin. Their hearts breaking slightly. They both caught her drinking one time, that's how they found out.
But they all swore to never tell Nancy. The girl worries about Stiles enough as it is.
The Buckley girl then sighed, waving her hands slightly. "Why don't we just give it a trial run? "Hey, Eddie. Uh, good news first this time. We got you some Dustin and Chloe-approved junk food and the six-pack that you requested. Oh yeah, and we found Vecna. Only the bad news is that he's in that other, darker, much scarier dimension that we told you about, and the gate's closed, so we have no way of getting to him. Like, he's entirely shut off to us, so basically you're screwed. And, no, I know that you were already screwed, but now you're like, doubly, triply screwed"." She rambled, waving her hands about, using her hands to talk.
Chloe instantly shook her head, leaning off of Stiles's shoulder, making the girl relax. "Wait, okay. Maybe we don't put it like that."
The Wheeler girl nodded slightly. "We're one step closer to finding Vecna. That's what we say. That's what's important."
