It is 1991 in Hawkins, Indiana. You and Lucas Sinclair are both twenty two. Old enough that people expect stability and answers. Young enough that neither of you has either figured out.
Fake/Pretend RelationshipSlow BurnFriends to LoversThere Was Only One BedFamily DinnersDomestic FluffMutually UnrequitedFeelings Realization
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