babysits // :
His eyes snap from the photos to the stranger, an uncomfortable look crossing Steve’s features as memories of the demogorgon hit him like a freight train. He fidgets, chews the inside of his lower lip as he refuses to look back at the photos. ❛❛ What’s that supposed to be? ❞ Better to play stupid… Maybe the guy will give up, leave Hawkins and its tainted history behind… He’d be safer that way.
A rather dramatic sigh escapes his lungs, the boy moving to pull the photos back into the inside pockets of his freshly pressed suit. He’d much rather not look for information on the creatures himself, but it’s looking like he’ll have to if he wants answers. If you looked closely, there may have been an eye roll in response. Artemis wasn’t fooled. “ Right. Well, if you won’t help me, I’ll look for someone who will. ”

















