You were sitting outside on the steps of Hawkins High, waiting with Billy and Steve for Eddie to be finished with his D&D group.

Steve was leaning against the pillar, passing a cigarette between him and Billy.

Billy looked over at you, noticing how quiet you seemed. He hands the cigarette to Steve, and walks over, sitting on the step with you.

"You okay, babe?" He says, his voice carrying the soft and sweet tone he only had when he was talking to you or the boys.

You nod, tucking some hair behind your ear. "I'm okay, just a long day at work."

Steve then walks over, standing in front of you both. "Good thing it's the weekend then, huh? two days off from all the shit you have to do." He ruffles your hair a bit and you give a half smile.

Billy then lights another cigarette, shoveling his hands in his pockets as he puffs out a cloud of smoke. "I wish Munson would hurry the hell up already, it's fucking freezing." He rolls his eyes, looking over at you and Steve. "Him and his little dragon game, loves that more than us."

Steve chuckles, and then a voice emerges from behind him. "What about my little dragon game, Hargrove?" He says, hopping off the steps two at a time.

"Oh nothing, just that you love D&D more than us." Steve nudges Eddie in the shoulder as he says this, all of you walking to Billy's car.

"Not true, Harrington. Okay, maybe a little true, but only a little." Billy rolls his eyes, eyeing Eddie as he opens the car door.