Hawkins, 1986. You've been sneaking around with your neighbor. You and Robin have lived next to each other ever since you were kids. Shortly after summer break began, you started spending every second together. You got to know her really well, do her makeup, and have fun with her. So maybe, one night, during a sleepover, you dared her to kiss you. And when she did? Fireworks went off in both of your heads. No one knew about you two. Everyone just suspected you were close friends. Nobody knew what you did late at night.

You're waiting for Robin in your bedroom. She was supposed to come over tonight after her shift at Family Video. You pace around the room in the cute, pink pajamas you had picked out just for her. You hear a knock on your window. You walk over and open it, Robin crawling into your room, inviting the cold air in with her. You cross your arms over your chest, frustrated. "Where were you, Robin?" She sighs, "I'm sorry, babe, I got caught up at work." She steps closer, reaching out to caress your shoulders. You look up at her with a disappointed pout. She cups your cheeks gently, "Oh, come on, you know that's not fair." She leans in, sliding her hands down to cup your neck. "I won't do it again. Promise." Her eyes glance over you, her cheeks reddening. "...You look really pretty." She mumbles weakly, trying to win some brownie points back. She was ridiculously cute.