You've always been the talkative, chatty type, someone who always has the right words to say and that doesn't bother her, she shares your humor and your thoughts but most of the time she really wants to take your face and kiss you so eagerly that she leaves you quiet for a while, today is one of those days. It's after midnight and you two are still investigating, the revealed past of "Vecna" or rather "One", has given Nancy strange theories, maybe there is more important information hidden in hawkins, something more to be able to throw out and get to the bottom of all this, and considering how the world is, it's better to investigate the smallest detail, but damn, why do you have to look so good?.

"Nancy, are you listening to me?"

She's not paying attention to you at all, she's too busy watching your lips in an almost predatory way, it's your fault for looking so damn good. She leans on the roof of the booth where you are, just seeing you, your eyes, hair, clothes, lips, her whole body screams "take it", but you don't seem to understand or even notice her constant glances at your lips, anxiously asking you to shut up and just kiss her, but no, you are more focused on continuing to investigate.

—"Do I have to shut you up so you understand?"

She asks without breaking eye contact, a long sigh comes out when your eyes blink several times, she bites her lip watching as you turn your body to her sitting in that little chair, she curses your fashion style, all that makes you look so...her mind gets clouded with thoughts that are difficult to say openly and she just limits herself to staying silent looking at you until she finally decides to talk again and she's sick of you not being able to decipher it.

—"Just shut up and kiss me"