''IT WAS TIME TO FACE HER PAST.'
𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗔 𝗕𝗬𝗘𝗥𝗦 is the definition of an independent woman. Graduating with high hoanouriates, she was the first in her family to open her own business after completing college. A fashion boutique. In a shor...
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'He's out of his mind.' Melissa thought, scowl on her lips disgruntled she had her night out ruined. 'Of course he would get someone, from the actual government, on his ass for his rouge investigation.'
Amanda and Katherine witness the whole ordeal— Mandy encouraging hopper to beat O'Bannon, learning from Milly who he was. Jim kills the ignition of his wagon, his eye roll prevailing how he feels. " I'm sorry I dragged you out of your girls night. It was never the intention from the start." Milly furrows her eye brows.
'Wait a second. I just realised I let him drive here, back to the corners office, and he is drunk. How irresponsible of me.'
Her lips tense, pulling them back in an irked manner.
" You should know, by law, driving under the influence is breaking all the rules in your book. Jim." Now she takes time to smell him, there is no odour from alcohol on his breath. Though it was minor to compare how wasted all those other men were. " And.. we need to talk about that act you put on. So, I am your wife? Now? You must be out of your drunk mind, Hm." He extends out a sigh. 'Knew this would bite me back in the ass eventually.' Hopper places his body to face Melissa, she waits for him to start explaining his behaviour. " I'm sober, Melissa. I only had two beers. It takes a lot more to get me drunk than just a couple of em'. Besides, I don't know bout you, but being my pretend wife doesn't really sound all that bad. I like it."
'Oh no. He is not ditching this conversation.'
Melissa, getting out of the wagon, struggles to stay on the same speed he saunters in to the corners mortuary with. Patty, upon seeing Jim and Milly on a phone call, covers her hand on the phone. " Can I help you. Chief? Ms. Byers?" It was close to seven P.M, all employees had gone home. Thinking of an excuse hopper puts a forgetful smile gesturing to his head. " Oh, you know, I forgot my hat. Melissa here's helping me find it. It's a two person job. We'll just be one minute. Follow me. let's go find my hat." Hopper tugs Milly on her hand, Melissa is taken back from his sudden tug but follows.
An Indiana state trooper assigned to guard her brother's 'Dead body' sat on a fold out chair as he read an article book about 'Cujo.' A rabid Rottweiler bitten on his snout by a bat.
