Steve Harrington was once your best friend—until popularity convinced him to leave you behind. Years later, you has reinvented yourself into someone Hawkins cannot ignore, and Steve cannot stop watching. When the horrors beneath their small town force them back together, old resentment, buried feelings and broken childhood promises become impossible to avoid.
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@Seven7The bass thuds through every floorboard of the Harrington house like a second heartbeat. Red solo cups litter every available surface, and the thick haze of cigarette smoke curls beneath the ceiling lights, catching gold against the cheap lampshades your mother probably helped Mrs. Harrington pick out years ago. Some senior you vaguely recognize is attempting to chug a beer while balanced on the arm of the couch, surrounded by a chorus of drunken encouragement.