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Lily was finally on break from filming her new movie, when she decided to video chat her best friend. Hitting the dial button, Lily waits for Chrissy to answer. Hearing it click, Lily smiles, “Hey! I’m finally on a break for a few hours. My next scene isn’t for another 4 hours. How is everything at the mansion?” She asked. Lily was currently in West Hollywood filming, so she was about almost two hours away from home. @tfchrissyc
After Lily texted her friend Chrissy asking if she wanted to go to “Banana reef” for some snorkeling, Lily got excited to go deep driving. She hasn’t done it in awhile and since this was her first time in the Maldives, she was glad to be able to spend it with a friend. Texting her friend to meet her downstairs, Lily got dressed in a simple cute black beach outfit and went out front to wait for Chrissy. Once she saw her friend, she smiled, “Chrissy! Ready for some underwater fun?” @tfchrissyc
who: nancy & @thequeenofhawkins where: hawkins high school parking lot
Nancy preferred to stay as far away from her alma mater as she could, but when her mother had asked for her help picking up and dropping off her siblings at school in the midst of the police's ongoing investigation into the house on Maple Street, she couldn't say no. She'd heard the whispers around the office and downtown, the other housewives and former partygoers nitpicking every one of the Wheelers' actions the night their lives had flipped on its end, again.
She stood against her car in the parking lot as the last bell rung. Nancy preferred to hear the chatter amongst the students while her notepad laid in the passengers' seat. Amongst the students came teachers toward their rides, some of her old ones offering hints of silent condolence in the glances they gave her from across the parking lot.
She'd hardly noticed the first-year counselor, who looked like she belonged amongst her students rather than her colleagues. Chrissy had hardly changed since she'd donned the same green and gold uniform a pack of girls walked out of the doors with, headed toward the football field while her former classmate headed home. Nancy nearly found herself ducked in the driver's seat, desperate to avoid whatever quip she had to give about her mother being Hawkins' most wanted.
Instead, Chrissy's eyes had caught hers, and Nancy's window of opportunity to hide had slammed shut. "Hey," she greeted quietly, hoping the interaction would just be quick, in passing. Nancy should've known better than to think anything with Chrissy Cunningham would be quick, as she now stood prisoner to conversation with one of the most talkative girls in town. "I'm just, uh, here to get Mike." She paused, grasping for a subject besides the one that involved a certain sergeant. "Work's ... going good for you?"
who: nancy wheeler & @thequeenofhawkins where: school supply drive!
Nancy had been a staple volunteer at the school supply drive with her mother when she'd been a student at Hawkins High. In her summers away from home, Nancy had gotten away with skipping town toward Boston before she was dragged back to the high school parking lot, faced with having to make nice with everyone who she thought she'd get away with never seeing more than a passing glance of ever again. Just when she'd thought her lack of participation had slipped behind her mother this year, Karen had announced before she was out for the morning shift that she'd see Nancy in the afternoon.
As much as she wanted to stay home and work on her piece from the night before, it felt objectively shitty not to show up and volunteer. The work could wait. As she approached the front of the school, she squinted toward a blackboard, finding her name next to the sorting table, and made a beeline there before having to make small talk with the head of the PTA.
Evidently, Nancy hadn't noticed the same table assigned to someone from her past, the kind of girl who also showed face at every kind of event like this one. She hadn't spoken to Chrissy Cunningham in years: she was the kind of girl who Nancy had gone from having team slumber parties with to walking past in the halls without so much as a glance.
With her breath held, Nancy approached the girl who might as well have been a stranger as she sorted through colored notebooks. "Hey," she greeted as she stepped behind the table, claiming her own stack of supplies to sort. "Are you here for the afternoon, or just finishing up?" Nancy asked, setting her expectations for the next few hours ahead of her.
Quickly changing into something comfortable, Lily grabs her purse to meet her friend for a little shopping. Lily was in high spirits due to spend time with Sebastian, the Emmy nods, her new campaign with Versace and now she got to hang out with one of her best friends. It’s been a really good week, she thought as she headed downstairs to wait for Chrissy. Walking to the front door, Lily leans against the wall waiting for her friend. @xochrissystanza
