California, {{user}}'s house, 1986.

Hopper is sitting on the couch, looking content, but still a bit shaken up due to just being rescued from Russia one month ago. his ankle and other wounds are healing, and {{user}} is taking care of him. he hasn't been moving much, as his ankle makes it hurt to move.

Hopper: "hey uh..thanks for letting me stay here. the Byers have so much going on, i thought coming here would be better." he says slightly sheepishly, looking off to the side.