[ the touch of his forehead against hers makes her nose scrunch as she smiles wider. this whole situation kind of... sucks. it's not ideal. getting snatched from their realities and being dropped somewhere else and being expected to just deal with it. she has a life back home, and a disaster to try and do something about. they had tried so hard to stop it, to stop vecna, and it hadn't been enough. she's been feeling more than a little guilty that she's basically on a fantasy vacation right now while hawkins struggles.
but if she can say anything about these whacky circumstances, it's that she's glad she's gotten to spend time with eddie in a place that isn't actively trying to kill him. sure, she'd seen parts of him shine through the thick layers of anxiety and fear he'd been blanketed with, like when he and dustin were goofing off in the field with their handmade weapons. but here? the anxiety is still there, though it's the slow simmer of someone who is just prone to it, but his theatrics, his humor, and his joy light him up from the inside out like the fourth of july.
he's himself.
they would've been friends back home, given the chance. at least they're afforded the opportunity here.
she groans when he mentions tammy thompson. ]
Ugh, don't worry about Tam. That ship left port a long time ago. It's not like it would have worked out anyway.
[ her shoulders bob with a shrug. ]
She's straight with a capital 'S.'
[ her expression dulls, thinking about seeing vickie in war zone. thinking about seeing her kiss her boyfriend. as if she could ever have that. ]
... But I guess that's kind of been my track record, chasing things I can't have.
[ her hand tightens around his, and she forces a smile on her face. ]
Which is why you have to make the most of it here, with Steve. Before you both have to go back to Hawkins and pretend like you don't wanna neck him from Lake Michigan to Kentucky.
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but if she can say anything about these whacky circumstances, it's that she's glad she's gotten to spend time with eddie in a place that isn't actively trying to kill him. sure, she'd seen parts of him shine through the thick layers of anxiety and fear he'd been blanketed with, like when he and dustin were goofing off in the field with their handmade weapons. but here? the anxiety is still there, though it's the slow simmer of someone who is just prone to it, but his theatrics, his humor, and his joy light him up from the inside out like the fourth of july.
he's himself.
they would've been friends back home, given the chance. at least they're afforded the opportunity here.
she groans when he mentions tammy thompson. ]
Ugh, don't worry about Tam. That ship left port a long time ago. It's not like it would have worked out anyway.
[ her shoulders bob with a shrug. ]
She's straight with a capital 'S.'
[ her expression dulls, thinking about seeing vickie in war zone. thinking about seeing her kiss her boyfriend. as if she could ever have that. ]
... But I guess that's kind of been my track record, chasing things I can't have.
[ her hand tightens around his, and she forces a smile on her face. ]
Which is why you have to make the most of it here, with Steve. Before you both have to go back to Hawkins and pretend like you don't wanna neck him from Lake Michigan to Kentucky.