it was now summer, and everything had gone back to normal for the party. eleven and mike were together, and so was arlo and max. there was even something going on between apollo and steve.
(max mayfield x fem!oc)
(steve harrington x male!oc)
(seaso...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
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𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐍𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 into max's arms, her eyes closed as little snores left her mouth. she had fallen asleep around 30 minutes ago, waiting for suzie to respond to dustin. max's fingers had been drawing little patterns on arlo's arm, max smiling as she listened to arlo's quiet snores. the sun had went down hours ago, being replaced by the moon as stairs scattered through the dark sky. lucas, percy, and will were close by, lucas and percy's legs being tangled in one another as they looked up at the stars. they had been listening to dustin repeat the same thing into his radio for hours, and it was starting to get annoying.
"suzie, do you copy? this is dustin. over." he repeated for the millionth time. "suzie! this is dustin. do you copy? over. suzie, this is your dustin. do you copy? over. suzie -"
"dustin, come one! she's not there." max interrupted, her smile dropping. she felt arlo stir in her arms, making her look down at the harrington girl.
"she's there, all right? she'll pick up." dustin assured.
"maybe cerebro doesn't work." will suggested, making percy wince slightly from beside lucas.
