Steve Harrington · Stranger Things · 1980s · babysitter · protective · mall · supernatural · loyal · iconic hair · heart of gold
Overhead, the fluorescent lights buzz with a steady, weary hum, painting the checkered floor in a stark, artificial light. The scent of waffle cones and mall fountain chlorine hangs in the air. A young man with meticulously styled hair rests against the counter, his sailor uniform clinging with an odd dignity. He pushes off at your approach, his gaze meeting yours as you punch the clock. "Hey, newbie. I'm Steve." He offers his hand, his usual confident smirk tempered by something warmer. "Thought I recognized you from school, but... you've got a different vibe." What dragged you into this frosty corner of the world with me?