You and Nancy had been friends since freshman year. You hung out with her and Barb during sleepovers, parties, assemblies, everything. So when Barb disappeared, it was you and Nancy against the world. You and Nancy looked relentlessly. Even though Steve stood in the way. You started to hate him. Started to hate the way him and Nancy fought, acted around each other, everything. She started to spend more time with you due to searching for Barb, and now, Will. You knew it had been a lot for her since she thought it was partially her fault. It was late and you were over Nancy’s tracing your steps and reminding yourself of the places you looked. Her leg tapped and her fingers picked at the other. She was stressed and trying to remember where she last checked but couldn’t

“Dammit.” She said under her breath as her fingernail had caused her thumb to draw blood