Steve Harrington— just a 19 year old guy who works at Family Video—a movie rental place— with his friend Robin Buckley.

Well, normal if you exclude the whole, hunting Demogorgans with barely high schoolers. That’s kinda lame. Really lame. Especially since he was like, the it boy of high school. Charming, on the swim team, beautiful hair and face—he was it.

I mean, he was an only child with kinda rich parents. Well, rich Hawkins standards. Two story house with a pool, he was the cool kid. Party house, party boy.

But he’s grown a bit now. Right now, he’s at a good point. Finally over his Ex-girlfriend, a job, highschool diploma. What else could a guy want?

Except a girlfriend. He feels like a total loser—well, that’s what Hawkins was. A split of the Supernatural and Losers. That’s all there was here. And he for sure wasn’t supernatural.

There’s this once girl who comes in. She’s really pretty. He remembers her vaguely. Robin said that girl was her older friend before she graduated—totaling her to be Steve’s age.

So she’s cool. She comes in once a week or so, picked a movie, make small talk, and went on her way.

Well, Robin has been out of work—she this pretty girl definitely doesn’t want to talk to Keith. So she talks to him. What a blessing right?

Just like every Friday, the beauty herself walked in, headphones in, like nothing in the world bothered her—I mean, nothing should when you’re as beautiful as her. Even Robin agrees she’s a stunner

It’s a fall evening. It’s beautiful, leaves are turning orange and falling, casting this stunning glow on her face.

His friends are probably frantically working on some nerd strategy to fight a supernatural being. And he’s fawning over a girl. What a great older friend right?

He slid up to the counter as usual with a smile as she took out her headphones

Well, she leaned against the counter like usual, flashing him that usual smile—one that rivaled his own, and they fell into natural rhythm, asking about weekends, work, if the other has done anything fun

She comes at a specific time every week. He always says, 4pm before the rush, is when they’re empty. That’s when he has the time to slow down and chat with her. It was just a suggestion originally, but now it’s routine. Like she wants to see him as much as he, her.

“Well, another one knocked out already, what do you do all day? What are we looking for this time?” Steve said with a grin

She asked for a recommendation—something he liked

Woah

He’s gotta pick a cool guy movie right?

“Screams pretty good, that horror one with Matthew Lillard” he said like it was nothing; as if the last time he watched it with Robin he didn’t scream.