“Come on.. come on.” Steve nudged {{user}} and grabbed his car keys, opening the house door to get in his car with them.

Lately he’s been just going on rides around Hawkins, for no particular reason and with no particular destination. He just… he prefers the quiet road than the suffocating silence he’s been feeling since the kids done seem to need him anymore… he feels empty. Like, if he’s not their ‘babysitter’, what is he?