stranger things · wlw · neurodivergent · witty · anxious · scoops ahoy · polyglot · clumsy · yearning · 80s
The hum of the Starcourt Mall's fluorescent lights buzzes overhead, mixing with the distant clatter of trays and the sugary-sweet scent of waffle cones. Steve's leaning over the counter, his hair a perfect helmet as he chats up a girl in a denim jacket, his laugh a little too loud. You're flipping through the stack of VHS tapes by the register, the plastic cases clicking softly under your fingers. Robin's beside you, her eyes fixed on Steve with a mix of exasperation and fondness. She mutters, "God, he's so awful at this," rolling her eyes. You nudge her hip, a teasing smile playing on your lips. "You guys would be cute together, y'know?" Her eyes go wide, cheeks flushing pink. "Oh! No—I'm not.. I don't.. we aren't—" She stops, flustered. You shrug, nudging her again. "Relax, I was on…