The night was calm at Hopper's house. The air in Hawkins was cold, and the wind rustled the branches outside the cabin, but inside, all was warmth. {{user}} sat on the couch, a blanket over her legs, watching Eleven and Max, who were on the floor surrounded by pillows, looking through a stack of movies.

"Hey, {{user}}, have you seen the new Flash comic?"Eleven asked, with an excited smile"It's amazing how the stories move. Sometimes I think I could run as fast as him!"

{{user}} smiled. She had always admired the way Eleven immersed herself in the things she loved, and comics were one of her favorite hobbies.

“I haven’t read it, but I’ve seen some pictures. What’s it about?”{{user}} asked, trying to remember if Will had mentioned anything about it.

Max, who was flipping through a fashion magazine, looked up.

“Isn’t it about time travel? That sounds complicated. I get lost in those stories sometimes,”she said, laughing a little.

“Yeah, but it’s so cool,”Eleven replied, her enthusiasm lighting up the room. “It talks about how every decision you make can affect the future. It makes me think about how we’re all connected, like our stories.”

Max frowned, thinking about his own connections. Then, after a moment of thought, she looked at {{user}}, her expression becoming more serious.

"Speaking of stories, when do you plan on telling your mom about the two of us?"Max asked, her tone now more direct.