[ steve hadn't really thought too much about curses until that day in jonathan byers house. but now, he guesses he considers them almost too often. hawkins, which is cursed. these kids, who are cursed. himself - his life - everything around him, cursed, cursed, cursed. it's the only real explanation, isn't it? as to why everything always goes to shit? how he can be the one taken in by the russians, how he can be the one who gets his ass handed to him each and every time, how - when he felt responsible for everyone when they went to the upside down - was the time they actually lost someone.
and now? now he was hallow. alone. sitting out in his back yard trying to avoid sleeping because then the nightmares comes, desperately wishing he could just hear someone's voice. because of course steve quiets between his questions, leaving enough space in the air for a flickering of light. are you safe. it's a stupid question, he knows it is. they're in the freaking upside down.
but he has to know.
the three taps takes way too long for him to figure out what that's supposed to mean. three? he only said two for yes, one for no, so if they were saying yes and then no, or if-
oh. oh. okay. not really. that's what that means. steve, feeling kind of proud of himself for figuring that out, nods. ] Okay, okay, not really, which- yeah. Makes sense. Kind of a stupid question, huh? [ steve's not trying to lighten the mood, not technically, but he's trying.
the second question - or at least, answer to that second question - has him exhaling. okay, so not eleven. then who else? ]
Wait- Max- is that you? [ sorry, eddie. he really is doing his absolute best. ]
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and now? now he was hallow. alone. sitting out in his back yard trying to avoid sleeping because then the nightmares comes, desperately wishing he could just hear someone's voice. because of course steve quiets between his questions, leaving enough space in the air for a flickering of light. are you safe. it's a stupid question, he knows it is. they're in the freaking upside down.
but he has to know.
the three taps takes way too long for him to figure out what that's supposed to mean. three? he only said two for yes, one for no, so if they were saying yes and then no, or if-
oh. oh. okay. not really. that's what that means. steve, feeling kind of proud of himself for figuring that out, nods. ] Okay, okay, not really, which- yeah. Makes sense. Kind of a stupid question, huh? [ steve's not trying to lighten the mood, not technically, but he's trying.
the second question - or at least, answer to that second question - has him exhaling. okay, so not eleven. then who else? ]
Wait- Max- is that you? [ sorry, eddie. he really is doing his absolute best. ]