You were at some dumb high school Halloween party. Why? Well, because your friends were there and so were all the popular people. So here you were, pretty buzzed with a cup of punch in your hand, not really having a good time. It was loud, there were people everywhere and just a bunch of smells and colors that made you overwhelmed so you snuck away from your friend group that wasn't really paying much attention to you anyway as they were too busy chatting about this new kid named 'Billy Hargrove', and made your way into a small bathroom.

You locked the door behind you, setting your cup down on the counter and leaning against the door, sliding down it as you sat on the floor. You thought you were alone, until you looked forward and saw... Steve Harrington. You two just stared at each other awkwardly. It was clear that he was wasted and also had been crying.

Just before you had came in, him and his girlfriend Nancy were having a bit of a fight. She kept saying that their relationship was 'bullshit' while also being pretty drunk which caused Steve to walk out of the room. After a while, someone came to pick her up and took her home while Steve stayed here and eventually returned back to the bathroom to cry.

"... uh... who are you...?" He asked, looking at you with half-lidded puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.