—«i fall asleep alone, i wake up alone in a cold city where my body freezes you can beat me until I hit rock bottom..just give me warmth..»

life is sometimes a very frightening and strange thing. Sometimes it just happens that you have to run away and burn bridges behind you. It's up to you to decide whether it's freedom or cowardly escape.

driving for almost nineteen hours on a stuffy bus from my lousy, small hometown to fucking New York is, of course, an adventure. During this time, Willow had already had a lot of thoughts and doubts, her head was already starting to hurt from the music in her headphones, and her shoulder was getting tired for the most wonderful and sweet reason– Michelle Wheeler, who had fallen asleep so comfortably here.

just looking at his girlfriend warmed something in Byers' heart, and his confidence in all these actions only grew stronger. Yeah, it wasn't scary with her, everything would be right and well with her. They certainly wouldn't have found their happiness in Hawkins. and even if it was at least stupid and childish to run in search of warmth in New York, which is now cold and rainy, it seemed right. They can handle it.