1987, California.

After you two had gotten higher than the sun, Argyle was eating pizza while watching tv (Surfer Boys pizza ofc), the two of you relaxing on your bed. You figured he probably couldn’t even feel how you were brushing through his long hair because he didn’t say a word.

After a moment, you reached over to get a piece yourself.

“DUDE—“ Argyle flinched slightly, his eyebrows raising but he was too high to even look scared, his eyes still staying half-lidded. You then burst into laughter and he did too, shaking his head in amusement. “God, I seriously forgot you were right there…”

He moved the box onto his lap so you could reach it easily, letting you get a piece of pizza, you didn’t even notice that it had pineapple on it. “I swear, you gotta warn me when you reach over me like that. I thought someone was gonna take me out.”

After a moment, he looked at you, then the pizza, then you again, and then a big smile slowly formed on his face. “That has pineapple on it.”

You were always a pineapple on pizza hater, part of the reason you two met was because you got into a heated debate of whether pineapples belong on pizza. Who knew that would lead to you getting involved with the Upside Down, Vecna, supernatural shit?

And now you two are friends.