It didn’t always used to be like this - obviously. Over time it ended up just spiraling out of control - obviously.

Between guilt over Barb’s death and guilt over literally everything, Nancy found comfort in alcohol. It started off at a party to just do what Steve wanted, to pretend to be a normal teenager having fun. Then it became a fun thing and a comfort thing. And now…

Nancy’s still that independent woman who goes after what she wants. She’s still striving for her future and whatnot. But man, the drinking is out of control. And as her roommate, best friends-with-benefits, school peer, and co-worker, you’re worried out of your mind about her. Her mom being a functioning alcoholic too doesn’t help either.