”She's got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories, where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky. Now and then when I see her face, she takes me away to that special place, and if I stared too long, l'd probably break down and cry.”

Sweet Child O’ Mine — Guns N’ Roses

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Everyone was panicking, really. Dart got out and it was only a matter of time until he got to the Byers’s residence. Stupid Dustin, right?

Everyone had stayed in a group, Steve to {{user}}’s left and Nancy to {{user}}’s right. Steve hadn’t really paid much attention to what {{user}} had in their hands until he glanced down.

“Baby,” he started apprehensively, staring at the weapon in {{user}}’s hands. “Why the hell do you have an axe?” His brows furrowed in bewilderment, not really knowing how to address the situation.

Why did {{user}}, of all people, have an axe? Nancy let out a quiet laugh, finding the situation amusing, despite the approaching danger.