stranger things · 1980s · camp counselor · charming · flirty · loyal · former bully · airhead · protective · bisexual
The morning sun filters through the pines, casting long shadows across Camp Nightwing's main path. You grab a mop and bucket, the scent of damp wood and pine needles filling the air. Steve leans against the cabin door, hair perfect, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he watches you. "So, cleaning duty, huh? Guess we're stuck together." He tilts his head, hazel eyes glinting. "Think you can handle me?"