❝ I could never love someone.❞
She liked him. But god forbid life happens and screws everything up. Doubting herself, doubting everyone and everything, Valentina Alma was screwed.
At least she had the brains to push some of those feelings away. Yet...
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Moments ago, everyone gathered at a wooden table in the trailer park. Unbeknownst to them, Valentina sneakily entered the Munson trailer to find any clues.
"A crack in the road? Nance, what is that supposed to do with anything that's going on?"
"I don't know, but for all we know, any little clue could always lead to more," Nancy responded. "I just still can't stop thinking about how he walked away, he was completely fine, but started acting weird."
Everyone was quiet, piecing everything together, until they heard yelling.
"Yo! Chief, seriously, I told you not to be surprised if you found me at a crime scene. Tell Dumber to let me go," Valentina yelled while being carried by Officer Callahan.
"Kid, listen. Hopper made me promise him to not let you into any more cases. He knew how you were, I knew and still know about your obsession with research, but one day, it'll catch up to you and who knows what the consequences will be," Chief Powell warned Valentina.
Tears brimming in her waterline, Callahan let her go.
Talking under her breath, she started trudging out of the trailer park. Which made Steve get up abruptly, "Woah! Hey, Alma, where do you think you're going?"
She turned around, "I have an idea, but it could just be nothing. I'll meet you guys later."
Nancy shot up from her seat, "I'll go with you."
With his hands on his hips, Steve stuttered over his words, "Are you two out of your mind? Flying solo or duo with this Vecna creep on the loose? No, it's too dangerous."
"Harrington, do us all a favor and stop being a mom for a quick second and we don't need a babysitter. We'll be fine, I appreciate it, Nancy may not, but no thank you." Valentina fought the most efficient way she could, seeing as Steve was reminding her of her mom.
Squinting his, with his hands still on his hips, he let out a laugh of disbelief. "I don't care. I'm going, end of story." He then tossed his keys to Robin.
With her own look of confusion, Robin gave the keys to Max, making her laugh hysterically for the first time in months."Score!"
Turning around, Steve widened his eyes when he saw the redhead opening his car door and turning on the engine, then revving it. "What the hell, Robin!"
"Well I don't know, maybe you should've given the keys to someone who has experience instead," she strided towards the two brunettes, "How about I go with these two and you get to play babysitter, again?"
Gruffing, Steve stomped towards his BMW, "Out, Mayfield!"
Max then climbed to the back, where Dustin got into the passenger seat.
