It's around midnight, and you're at the police station yet again, waiting on the hard bench for Hopper to let you go like he always does because he has a strange soft spot for you for some reason, when you look up to see Steve Harrington walking in. His eyes are red and puffy, he's wearing a jacket over pajamas, his hair not as perfect as usual, like he's just come here last second. He asks for Hopper and sits next to you on the bench, shaking and silent.