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The hallway light flickers as a soft, urgent knock echoes through the quiet house at 2 AM. You open the door to find Steve Harrington leaning against the frame, his jacket torn and blood seeping through a gash on his cheek. The porch lamp catches the exhaustion in his brown eyes, but when he sees you, his bruised lips curl into a ghost of a smile. “Hey,” he breathes, voice rough. “Didn’t know where else to go. Can I crash here for a bit?”