[completed until season five]
you're the remedy i'm searching hard to find to fix the puzzle that i see inside.
[steve harrington x female oc]
[stranger things seasons three and four]
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CHAPTER ONE THE WILSON GIRL
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A brown-haired girl opened her eyes reluctantly as she heard the usual sound of her alarm. She extended her arm to turn her digital clock off, looking at the time: 7 am. Sighing, she pulled the blankets off and got out of bed. She would never get used to waking up this early, even if she had been doing it most of her life. She liked her sleep.
Going to the bathroom, she brushed her teeth and took a quick shower, getting ready for the day. It was summer, and she was working at the new mall in town, Starcourt Mall; specifically at the Chinese fast food restaurant Imperial Panda. It wasn't exactly her dream job, but it did the trick. All she needed was a bit of money, and to get away from home for a while.
Mavis Wilson had moved to Hawkins, Indiana back in 1982. She had been born and raised in Detroit, Michigan, but after her mother died in a car accident, her father decided to move back to his hometown; against Mavis' wishes, of course. But who was she to argue?
As she walked down the stairs, she spotted her dad sleeping in the living room. Letting out a small sigh, she walked towards him and picked up the beer cans that were on the floor next to him. This had become a regular occurrence for her. After moving to Hawkins, her father started to drink. At first it was just a few drinks every few days, but it had gotten worse with time. Mavis didn't know exactly what had caused it; maybe he was just trying to drown his sadness in alcohol, or maybe he just enjoyed drinking. What she did know however is that this was her dad now, and she had gotten used to it.
Once she had cleaned up the living room, she went to the kitchen and opened the fridge, looking for something to eat. But like always, there wasn't a lot to choose from. She closed the fridge and poured herself some cereal and milk as she made a mental note to go grocery shopping before work.
And that's what she did after she was done eating. There was a small supermarket near her house, so she quickly went there. Taking a shopping cart, she grabbed everything that she noticed was missing back home, and then paid for it. Once she was home again, she sorted everything out before going upstairs to grab her bag, which always contained her walkman with some of her favorite cassettes, and the book she was reading at the moment, which currently was The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood. Then, she headed back downstairs.
