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"you're so vain, you probably think this song is about you"
Katarina Henderson knows many things, but there's something she just can't figure out...what Nancy Wheeler sees in Steve Harrington
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
two teens hate ea...
040. ALMOST GETTING MY THROAT SLIT ON A SATURDAY NIGHT
"yes, i love you, oh, how i love you" -nights in white satin, the moody blues
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˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ The sun had set before Kat drove up dark driveway of 2121 Holland Road.
As her, Robin, and Max got out of the car, Dustin was already repeatedly ringing the doorbell.
Kat passed around flashlights from her backpack, everyone illuminating the front door as they flicked them on.
When there was no answer, Dustin rapidly rang the bell, shouting Eddie and Rick's name.
"Reefer Rick!"
Kat hit him on his shoulder. "Don't scream that," she whisper yelled as he ignored her and started peering through the windows.
"Look, there's a foot," Dustin said, pointing through the window.
Steve bent down, looking closer. "No, man, that's a shoe."
Kat began to wander off, walking closer to the shore of Lover's Lake. Just on the shore, there was a boathouse that was almost completely darkened by the shadows of trees. She shined her flashlight at it. Looked like a perfect place to hide, especially from the cops.
"Hey, guys!" she shouted, waving everyone else over. They all stood behind her, shining their flashlights on the rusted metal walls. "Should we check it out?" Kat asked.
Steve nodded, being the first to walk down the small hill.
Everyone else followed, peering into the clouded windows with their flashlights.
Kat slowly opened the door, it creaking as she pushed it out. She looked around the dark room, but didn't see anyone.
"Is anyone home?" Robin asked from behind Kat, the floorboards creaking under her feet.
Kat looked down at the floor, seeing several broken beer bottles littering the ground. "What a mess," she grimaced, sweeping the shards to the side with her shoe.
