queenchrissyc

[queenchrissyc]

"No. No, no, no," she mumbled as her car slowed down and eventually came to a stop. She was still a decent distance from home and the last thing she wanted was to have to walk the rest of the way in the dark. With a chorus of sighs, Chrissy got out of the vehicle and began to examine under the hood. Did she have any idea of what she was looking for? Absolutely not. But she felt like this was the most logical solution to her current predicament. Maybe something would jump out to her. Maybe, by some weird stroke of luck, it would all make sense.

She'd been standing there staring for what seemed like an hour when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her. With her heart pounding in her chest, she straightened herself up and quickly spun around to face the stranger. While the darkness clouded her vision, it was impossible not to recognize the person in front of her. "Eddie," she breathed out, fear now melting away as its replaced with familiarity. The last time they'd ever had a real conversation had been in middle school. Eddie with his shaved head and her with her overalls. Now, it seemed like everything and nothing had changed. "Thank you," she started. "For stopping." Most people had simply driven by. "If you could, that'd be great. I had thought about walking until I found a phone or someone to help, but I'll be honest, I just finished a twelve hour shift and the thought of walking more than a couple steps sounded terrible." Chrissy allowed a light chuckle to fall from her lips. "Or, if it isn't too much trouble, maybe just give me a ride home? And I can deal with all of this in the morning." She didn't want him to have to do too much.

LOCATION: hawkins back roads.  CLOSED TO: chrissy cunningham ( @queenchrissyc​ ).

“– WHOA, SORRY! i come in peace." 

THE SILVER GLINT of his hands rose to show her that he meant no harm, beaming in the hawkins sunlight while a car zoomed by down the back roads. his van was parked a few feet from where her own was, witnessing the smoke of the engine spewing out from the hood. eddie grew up around cars. grew up knowing most things about them, along with how to break them apart just to put them back together. speeding down the road to home, the small car and the bleach blonde waves that were tucked under the open hood made him stop. the wrestling inside on if it was a good idea or not ate at him, thrashed inside his brain before he peeled off to the side and took the keys out of the ignition. 

AS SHE SPUN AROUND to meet his gaze in a shock, eddie’s mind transported itself back to middle school. grade seven, when he first laid eyes on chrissy cunningham. she was out of his league, the few friends he had reminded him of that often when he’d caught himself glancing in her direction. she was pretty – beautiful, even. she never looked twice when it came to him but then again, most girls didn’t. the dawning that he was face to face with one of the most adorned girls in hawkins was enough to make him forget how to formulate words all together. still, he pushed. ”– i didn’t mean to scare you. i was driving past and noticed the smoke. saw you and thought you could use a hand but are you – are you good? do you need me to go call a tow?“ he questioned. a one over with his eyes let him know that she looked fine. the scrubs that she wore indicating that she may have come from work. a nurse of some sort – that was fitting for the queen of hawkins high.

[queenchrissyc]

Though she knew driving would've been faster, she often opted to walk home. There was something about walking down the main road, familiarity all around here, that helped to clear her head. Distracted by one of the other shops, she didn't notice the other girl until they were colliding. "I'm so sorry," she started immediately, hand moving up to rest on the person's upper-arm to make sure they were steady. Chrissy took a second to look the girl over, recognizing her after a beat. "Hey! El, right?" At the mention of the display, her gaze turned to see what the girl was talking about. "It looks great," she told her honestly. "How long did that take you? I feel like I'd have given up ten minutes in."

— closed starter for CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM ( @queenchrissyc )

It was finally closing time, the clock reading seven one five - no matter their reprimanding she recites time the same as her younger years. How Mike Wheeler taught her in his basement back so long ago. The keys jingle in her grasp as she turns the lock and backs away from the store front. Lately, she finds comfort in the appearance and welfare of Melvald's, mostly in part of Joyce. She can feel normal whilst rearranging products and roaming the aisles with price stickers. It is the small things in life that she finds solace. " Oh! " El exclaims as she bumps into someone, turning to see the recognizable blonde hair. " Chrissy! " Greeting the other with a soft smile, she wasn't too familiar with the other but she knew her well enough. " I'm sorry, I was looking at my work of art. " Motioning to the display case in Melvald's windows.

[queenchrissyc]

(  GRACE VAN DIEN  |  FEMALE  |  SHE/HER  |  TWENTY-FOUR  )  — — —  it’s  just  been  another  long  week  in  boring  -  ass  hawkins.  isn’t  that  right,  CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM  ?  shit,  i  guess  they  can’t  hear  me  over  ANDANTE ANDANTE  by  ABBA  playing  through  the  headphones  of  their  walkman.  it  looks  like  they’re  gonna  be  late  for  WORK  as  a/at  NURSE  /  HAWKINS GENERAL HOSPITAL.  did  you  know  CHRISSY  has  been  in  hawkins  for  HER WHOLE LIFE  ?  yeah,  their  family  and  friends  describe  them  as  COMPASSIONATE,  but  i’ve  seen  them  be  NAIVE  too  !  i  would  also  say  they  remind  me of  hair bows, ornate old fashioned rings, rosy cheeks, only falling apart alone, and saving everyone but yourself,  but  is  that  weird  ?  i  guess  nothing’s  too  weird  for  this  little  town,  huh  ?

QUICK FACTS

full name : christina "chrissy" dawn cunningham

nickname/s : chrissy, chris, cici

relatives: laura cunningham (mother), phillip cunningham (father), andrew cunningham (brother)

age : twenty-four

dob : june 13, 1969

star sign : gemini

pronouns : she/her

sexuality : heterosexual bicurious

occupation : nurse