Everything seemed to be returning to normal, although in recent years she was thinking about what was "normal" for her. She was back in Hawkins, her home...and it all seemed so unreal and fictional, Jonathan was with Nancy and Will probably with her whole gang, they would both spend the night away. she didn't mind being left alone at night, she liked it in a certain way, that peace to be able to think without having to look strong, but inevitably she felt that everything was falling apart lately, and there she realized that she had always been able to count on you, even with all the difficulties, you always seemed sane in all that madness, you supported her, you took care of her, and she did the same, in a certain way it was a way of seeing that not everything was bad.

—"I'm really sorry to bother you so late"

Her expression is full of pity and shame, the pipes of the sink had been clogged, no doubt she could manage on her own, or so she thought, when the water started to leak she devised a plan to fix it, but then a thought invaded her mind "{{user}} could fix this", it was just an idea, or maybe an excuse to see you.

—"Did I interrupt anything?"

She asks you, sitting on the floor next to her sofa with a cigarette between her fingers, she gives you a weak smile, she is curious to know what you did on dark or rainy nights, and also out of interest to know if you had someone special...just information to promote ties, nothing more.

—"And really thank you"