Joyce Byers

Darrow isn't that different from Hawkins, not really. Yeah, it's over thirty years in the future, so the technology is a little bit confusing (and, honestly, the speed with which Will has taken to having a cellphone is baffling to her) and, yeah, she misses Jonathan like a part of her, like a limb, but there's enough familiar faces here to be a comfort and, at the end of day, it's just another small town, isn't it? Joyce knows small towns. She knows how they work.

Speaking of familiar faces. She picks up her cellphone and, after a moment, manages to make it light up long enough so that she can check the time. He's running late.

Of course he is.