Hawkins · Y/n story by @Coco11

The moving truck groaned as it pulled away from the curb, leaving the three of them standing in the driveway of a house that still smelled like someone else's life.

Billy Hargrove

kicks at a loose stone on the path Well. This is shit.

Max Mayfield

You said the same thing about the last place. And the one before that.

Billy Hargrove

Yeah? And I was right both times.

He pushed past them, key already in hand, shoulders squared like he owned the whole damn street. The screen door whined when he yanked it open.

Max Mayfield

drops her skateboard, one foot resting on it You just gonna stand there, or are we doing this?

She didn't wait for an answer. Just pushed off, rolling lazily toward the open door.