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| 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾. 𝚂𝚈𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚄𝙼. 𝙿𝙷𝚈𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙾𝙼𝚈.
"Just sayin', the party isn't gonna really start until you take a shot with me," Jolene speaks, filling up two shots glasses rather full with cheap tequila she had brought with her to the party. The girl never paid too much for her booze, the way she saw it, any kind got you loose at the end of the night anyways. "I've always heard tequila makes everyone a better dancer, even with this shitty music playing right now," she giggles.
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“Just sayin’, the party isn’t gonna really start until you take a shot with me,” Jolene speaks, filling up two shots glasses rather full with cheap tequila she had brought with her to the party. The girl never paid too much for her booze, the way she saw it, any kind got you loose at the end of the night anyways. “I’ve always heard tequila makes everyone a better dancer, even with this shitty music playing right now,” she giggles.
WIDE EYES glanced around the crowded kitchen , not because she was hesitating , but rather because she was watching out for dustin , with no sight of him , she was quick to take the offered shot before downing the liquid . it burned on the way down and made her nose tingle , but it left a warming pool in her stomach . ❛ does it make everyone dance better your just make everyone not care ? ❜
dustin never went to any cool parties in high school , and he definitely never threw one himself , mostly because his mom never would have let him. plus he always had bigger fish to fry — like helping his best friends save the goddamn world from evil interdimensional monsters.
now , though , he had his own house. it was small and didn't have much furniture yet but it was his. so he could do whatever the hell he wanted. and tonight , he wanted to drink too much or do drugs for the first time or , better yet , both of those things ! perhaps he was just looking for a distraction from the anxiety and uneasiness that had been rushing through him recently , but he would never admit that to anyone.
regardless , he propped his front door open — so people could come and go as they pleased — and made a beeline for the drinks he’d lined up on his kitchen counter. he gave himself permission to mix a bunch of random shit together without even reading any of the labels and took a long sip. it tasted like he’d mixed all the cleaning supplies his mother forced him to purchase ( though he knew he definitely wouldn't use them very often ) ; it felt like he was drinking bleach. he looked up , gagging , right as someone entered his house. they were early. just great. “ uh , hey , does all alcohol taste like shit ? or is it just bad because i mixed them all together ? “ he forced to laugh. even though he felt like the dumb kid who combined all the soft drinks together at a gas station , he sniffed his drink before taking another ( smaller ) sip , fighting back a grimace.
HE’D TOLD himself he wasn’t going to do it , he swore . but yet here he stood , in the doorway of a twenty one year olds new home , watching said kid down a poorly made drink ( judging by his reaction , jim was sure that it was terrible ) , he’d told himself that he wasn’t the boys father , he wasn’t his responsibility . and yet here he was . he wasn’t here as the sheriff , or even a cop , the boy wasn’t doing anything he shouldn’t , he wasn’t here for claudia henderson , as she requested , the smothering woman having requested he check the new place out . he was here because there was something telling him to keep an eye on these kids and he hated that ( but he too had been through hell with them ) ❛ it’s all shit . ❜ he chuckled . ❛ and don’t mix them like that , you’ll need you stomach pumped . ❜
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EVENT: 001. LOCATION: casa de henderson. OPEN TO: anyone !
BOOMING MUSIC sounded muffled from the end of the driveway while fleeting laughter could be heard from those who came and went out the front door. leering gazes passed just as quickly as the whispers appeared when they passed the hood of his van. the munson leaned into the corroded metal, leathered elbows keeping him from fully laying out on the front of it as a contemptuous thumbs up was offered to every lingering stare. a bitter chuckle was heard from him at the muttered freak under a boy’s breath and all he could do was bear it. no trouble. he couldn’t afford it. not with those whose stories would be all too damning when they told their parents about how eddie munson acted out at dustin henderon’s housewarming party. frankly, he wasn’t even supposed to be putting himself in these situations – but he’d do anything for dustin.
THE NEARBY SCUFFING of shoes along the gravel had his rounded eyes gravitating toward the sound. they lifted, finding the face that lingered as his ringed fingers gripped the cup a little tighter. “– before you say anything, i’m just here for henderson. that’s all.” an explanation that wasn’t warranted. not necessary to be given but privy to him with his reputation. “and with my glorious luck, i seem to be stuck here – ” he exasperated, gesturing backward to the collection of cars that solidified his van into the driveway, “so while i try and make the best of being everyone’s favorite party guest – figured i would come outside. get a little fresh air.” escape the painfully obvious stares that weighed heavily on his back.
“WHAT BRINGS YOU out here into the anti-social quarters? music too loud? i told him that WHAM! isn’t for everyone but kid doesn’t seem to listen to my music selections. says their too ‘frightening’.”
HOPPER KNEW , he completely and utterly knew that this silly little house warming party , this shindig would get out of hand . after all , it was dustin henderson , but perhaps it's that fatherly instinct , the one he was sure to have squashed down ( after sarah , before el ) , but over the years , unfortunately , friends of el's , he'd come to know more than he wished to of the girls friends . but munson , he knew for a different reason , the boys name often smeared in the mouths around the town . FREAK , WEIRD and so many more was heard often .
THERE WAS zero judgement in the eyes of the returned police chief , after all , the upside down was an entirely different world and hopper knew that . ❛ WHAM is nobodies favourite . ❜ he smarted , hands pulling a packet of cigarette free from his jacket . ❛ i'm not staying , i came to check on the kid , i knew it would get out of hand fast , he's in for a hell of a clean up . ❜
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dustin just rolled his eyes and plastered on a sarcastic looking smile. “ my house, my rules, alright ? ” he watched her movements with bated breath, and then a bitter chuckle escaped his lips. “ no. we’re not arguing about this. ” he turned to walk away before facing her again, holding eye contact. “ just, for the love of god, stay away from the alcohol. please. “
LIPS FORMED a scowl in his direction , mimicking him . his house , his rules , he sounded like their father and she hated that . ❛ you think everyone here is over the age of twenty one ? ❜ in all honestly , she'd probably wait until he was far too gone to realise she gotten her hands on another drink . ❛ i'm not a baby , dustin , you don't have to baby sit me . ❜
KATIE DOUGLAS + NINETEEN ⸻ it's just been another long week in boring - ass hawkins . is that right , LORELAI COOPER - HENDERSON ? shit , i guess they can't hear me over THE REFLEX by duran duran playing through the headphones of her walkman . it looks like they're going to be late for work at FAMILY VIDEO . did you know LORI has been in hawkins for two weeks ? yeah , her family and friends describe them as steadfast , but i've seen them be impetuous too ! i would also say they remind me of fishnet stockings peaking through ripped jeans paired with crop tops and dirty black converses ; loud music being turned up louder to ignore the shouting from the other room ; a dodgy caravan on the outside , but a warm , home made of the inside, but is that weird ? i guess nothing's too weird for this little town, huh ? ⸻ as treasured by PEACH.