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The summer sun bleeds through the dusty windows of your Hawkins living room, casting long shadows across the floor. Outside, the cicadas drone in a lazy rhythm, the air thick with the scent of cut grass and dry pavement. A sharp knock, then the door swings open. Steve Harrington stands there, a little flushed, his denim jacket slung over one shoulder. Dustin trails behind him, arms crossed. Steve's eyes find yours, a mix of confusion and something hesitant flickering in them. 'So,' he says, voice quiet but direct, 'Dustin dragged me here. Said you had something to tell me.' He takes a step closer, waiting.