Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭, it became clear that something had happened in the few hours they'd been gone. A large number of vans were parked at the end of the cul de sac, right near the Wheelers' house. 'Hawkins, power and light' was written on each of the vehicles, but Steve was still intrigued as to why there were so many. Lily, however, remained unfazed.
"What do you thinks happened?" He asked, pulling up by the sidewalk outside Lily's house.
She shrugged, "They've probably had a power cut. The Stanley's next door had one the other night".
"Do you think they're okay?" Steve frowned, looking back as they walked down the drive, "Should we go over?"
"I think they can handle a power cut. It's not like they've just found E.T in their basement".
"You don't know that" He said, not taking her seriously.
"Well, you're free to go over and ask them, nerd" Lily laughed, "But I think they've probably got better things to do than listen to your conspiracy theory".
"Don't call me a nerd" He protested.
"Come on, nerd" She chuckled leading him upstairs to her room, where he sat down on the end of her bed, "Wait here while I go find something" She said, glad that her mom wasn't home, meaning she'd be able to avoid explaining why she was having to clean Steve's face up.
It only took a moment of her searching the upstairs bathroom before she came across a pack of alcohol wipes shoved in a cabinet. She didn't have a clue what to do when it came to first aid, so the wipes would do.
She returned to Steve and pulled up a chair, so she was facing him, "Okay, this is probably gonna hurt" She warned, holding one of the wipes up to Steve's face and pressing lightly, grimacing as the blood wiped away.
He winced as the wipe came into contact with his face, "Jesus Christ, not that hard" He protested.
"Oh, I'm barely touching you" Lily said, defensively, "And hold still, I can't do anything if you keep flinching".
After shutting down several more complaints from Steve, she got back to cleaning his face. His gaze never once left her as she continued, quietly singing Uptown Girl to herself. She'd heard it on the radio a few days ago and it had been stuck playing in a loop in her head ever since.
"I hate that song" Steve grumbled.
"Then don't listen" Lily said, dryly, "And quit looking at me like that, you're putting me off".
