it should have been like any other work day for steve but the news of the bodies found after the carnival had steve on edge. it didn't help his nerves that he had a voicemail from his dad on the phone when he'd gotten home the night before. steve had only listened long enough to recognize the voice before deleting the message, not caring what robert harrington had to say to him.
steve's back was turned to the door when he had heard the bell ding. he turned at the sound of an unfamiliar voice, mentally preparing to put on his best customer service smile. steve nodded as he replied, "that's me.." suddenly his mind was racing trying to figure out why this person knew his name and if he was supposed to remember who this stranger was. "sorry.. i don't recognize you, have we met?"
location: chrissy's house
tagging: @diingusharrington
The blonde had been rudely awoken by the sound of a ringing telephone. It wasn't unusual. Ever since starting at Hawkins General, she'd been called at all hours to cover a shift, all hands on deck. Grumbling, Chrissy made her way into her kitchen where the phone continued to ring. Still half asleep, she picked up the receiver.
To her surprise, it was Steve Harrington. Not her boss at the hospital demanding that she came in. He sounded panicked, something about his infant daughter. Chrissy had remained calm, dealing with frantic parents day in; day out, meant that she was almost immune to the panic that presented itself in their voices.
She'd told Steve to come over to her apartment. Chrissy was more than happy to look baby Daisy over, and, if it came to it - she was happy to accompany them both to the hospital. Frantic knocking at her door had Chrissy rushing over. Angry neighbors certainly wasn't going to help the situation at hand.
"Steve, hey." Chrissy greeted softly, opening the door just enough to allow him inside. "What seems to be the problem?"
steve didn't like bothering his friends, especially not this late at night, but he'd been up for hours with a sick baby and he didn't know what to do other than call chrissy. maybe he was just overreacting, but even if that were the case he'd find a way to make up for waking his friend in the middle of the night. when he arrived he hurriedly took his daughter from her carseat and nearly sprinted to chrissy's door, knocking louder than he had meant to.
he had been bouncing his fussing daughter, trying to quiet her down. turning when chrissy opened the door he gave her an apologetic smile. "sorry for calling so late.. i think she's running a fever.. or she was when i checked it at home, i'm not sure if it's changed since and she's been fussing all night.."
mike didn't expect anyone he knew to come in and see him. he didn't expect it tonight at least. he'd been trying to keep his mind off of the most recent attack at the carnival, that he hadn't attended because of work but he'd heard about it on the news. he was worried about his friends and family more than anything. he took a small breath in as he saw a familiar face walk into the hideout, "hey." he said simply, "what can i get for you?" it was a small place, so he didn't really have to talk too loudly.
ruth wasn't sure what to think about everything going on in town, especially not so soon after moving back. a double homicide wasn't the best way to welcome her back into hawkins, but what did she know.. walking into the hideout she smiled, seeing a familiar face, someone she hadn't spoken to in years, "mike, hey!" the girl smiled, "uh, i'll just probably just grab a stool at the bar but how have you been?" their sisters had been best friends, which often meant she was somewhat forced to spend time with mike and his friends when they were younger. she hadn't seen him since.. her sister's funeral she supposed. "it's been forever."
despite having been in hawkins for nearly two weeks vada had yet to make any friends with anyone besides her elderly neighbors who had once been friends with her great-grandmother. it was way more awkward than the girl thought it would be at the carnival, everywhere she looked was families or groups of friends. she had been contemplating retreating back to her house when she walked right into someone. it was just her luck at this point. "shit, i'm so sorry!" vada apologized. "i'll totally get you another, it's no problem."
a small breath in as imelda looked up at the roller coaster. the thing was the bane of her existence. looking around, she looked at the first person that came into view, "i am so sorry to bug you but would you possibly go on this with me?" she asked softly, "i know it's not really cool to do things alone. so i'm trying to find someone to go on this with." she said, smiling at the other, "you can totally say no."
ruth had been a teenager the last time she'd attended the hawkins carnival. it was almost weird to not be saddened by the memories of both her late father and sister rushing at her as she walked around the familiar setting. standing in line for the roller coaster ruth smiled at the girl, "oh, sure! i'm kind of a baby about roller coasters anyway so it'll be nice to get on with someone."
vada grew up with just her mother, scarlet. it was just the two of them and they were happy. as she got older vada started asking more questions about her father but never pushed the subject until she turned 18 which was when scarlet told her all about wayne munson and the dead end town she left behind.
vada graduated college and inherited her great-grandmother's little home in hawkins. scarlet wanted nothing to do with the little town and told vada if she wanted to fix up the house it was hers. she recently moved in and got a job as the new art teacher for hawkins high school. she's only been in town for about two weeks and hasn't brought herself to seek out wayne yet.
(ย courtney eaton |ย cis womanย |ย she/herย |ย twenty - twoย )ย ย โ โ โย it'sย justย beenย anotherย longย weekย inย boringย -ย assย hawkins.ย isn'tย thatย right,ย ย ruth hollandย ย ?ย shit,ย iย guessย theyย can'tย hearย meย overย ย landslideย byย ย fleetwood macย playingย throughย theย headphonesย ofย theirย walkman.ย itย looksย likeย they'reย gonnaย beย lateย forย ย classย asย atย ย the local community college.ย didย youย knowย ย ruthieย hasย beenย inย hawkinsย forย ย four monthsย ย ?ย ย yeah,ย theirย familyย andย friendsย describeย themย asย ย empathetic,ย butย i'veย seenย themย beย ย impetulantย tooย ย !ย iย wouldย alsoย sayย theyย remindย meย ofย ย a nagging need to learn the truth ; there has to be a good reason your life was ruined, time spent tending a grave because it's the only way you can spend time with someone you never expected to lose, long days spent teaching ballet in the studio you first took lessons in ,ย butย isย thatย weirdย ย ?ย iย guessย nothing'sย tooย weirdย forย thisย littleย town,ย huhย ย ?ย ย โ โ โย (ย thea,ย she/they,ย 25,ย estย )ย
basics
full name : ย ruth margaret holland
nicknames : ย ruthie, rue
age : ย 22
date of birth : ย november 9, 1966
zodiac : scorpio
place of birth : ย hawkins, indiana
gender : ย cis female
pronouns : ย she/her
sexuality : ย bisexual (closeted)
family
father : ย jack holland โ
mother : ย marsha holland
siblings : ย barbara holland โ
physical
hair color : ย brown
eye color : ย brown
height : ย 5'10"
personality
morality : ย lawful neutral
positive traits : ย empathetic
negative traits : ย impetulant
job : ย student at hawkins community college and assistant ballet teacher
background
the youngest child of jack and marsha holland. ruth had a pretty normal childhood, she was close to her parents and sister, barb. she began taking ballet classes at three years old and just kept going.
barb went missing the night before ruth's birthday and everyday after that ruth has felt like the world was punishing her. her sister went missing, her parents spent their entire lives savings and sold their house to search for barbara, then barb was found to be dead in some supposed freak accident and the answers that were supposed to help them move on just led to more questions, ruth was angry. at barbara for dying, at hawkins lab for covering up her sister's death, at barb's friends for moving on with their lives while hers seemed to stand still.
the holland family moved in with marsha's parents after selling their house. ruth went on to get a scholarship to northwestern university and everything seemed to finally be going her way again until her father suddenly died of a heart attack in october of 1987. ruth ended up losing her scholarship and ultimately decided to return to hawkins to attend the community college after getting a job offer from her old dance teacher.
Vickie made her way to the video store, hoping to find a new movie for her to watch tonight. It was a long day at work, so she was looking forward to get to her apartment, have dinner on her couch while watching a movie. Although, she wasn't really sure what she was in the mood for. As she walked into the video store, she was greeted by Steve. Vickie offered him a smile before approaching the counter. "Hey there. Thank you, she's a cutie." She paused. "Do you have anything new in? I'm not sure what I'm in the mood for to watch tonight."
steve gave vickie a friendly smile as he rocked daisy's carseat slowly. "she is pretty cute, isn't she?" steve thought most babies looked like old men before becoming a father. maybe it was some sort of baby blinders put on him, but he really thought daisy was the cutest baby he'd ever seen. "we just got a few copies of the new friday the thirteenth in. i've heard good things about moonstruck and three men and a baby too though if your not feeling horror."
steve rolled his eyes at her comment about him hogging the baby. "you see her almost as much as i do, cool it with the complaints." it was weird at first seeing his friends interact with daisy when she was first born. it was still weird to steve that he had a kid, most days he didn't feel old enough to be a parent. something about it all felt right though, as if daisy were some missing puzzle piece that steve hadn't known he was looking for. "don't listen to auntie max, daisy girl. she's just a meanie," he said giving the baby a tickle before sticking his tongue out at max. "you really need to be nicer to me, your baby privileges can be revoked you know.." he teased.
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