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Terry drove to Melvald's, seeing that Hopper's car and Joyce's were the only ones parked there. She sighed, reminded of how barren downtown really was. She parked and got out and into the store, seeing Hopper and Joyce next to the clearance sale banner on the windows. She smiled at the both of them. "Good morning, Joyce, good morning, Jim," she greeted the two.

Joyce smiled at her and waved. "Morning, Terry," she greeted back.

"Yeah, morning," Jim plainly greeted back.

The dirty-blonde-haired woman then crossed her arms and looked at the police chief. "So...what have our kids gotten up to?"

The brunette looked surprised. "'Our kids'? You mean Jane and Mike?"

...

While Joyce was tagging the shopping items accordingly, Hopper began telling her and Terry what was happening last night, sitting on the open shelf. "And then Mike just slams the door on me," he said, upset. "Right in my face."

"Uh-huh..." Joyce said.

Terry took a deep breath. "And you think my daughter is responsible for this?"

He looked her straight in the eye. "Yes."

She shrugged. "Okay, how?"

He looked puzzled. "HOW?"

She nodded, her eyes large. "Yes, Jim, how? HOW is Jane responsible for Mike's behavior?"

He stood up. "She...she..." He threw his hands up. "She's all that Mike thinks about."

She gave him a weird look. "That's HER fault?"

"Come on, Terry..." He paused to hold up a finger. "She always wants to visit him at any time of day..." Then held up another. "She's always kissing him..." Terry looked away as he held up a third. "And she's always making him bullshit his way to excuses!"

The dirty-blonde-haired woman shrugged again and looked at him. "Okay, so maybe this is a problem."

"Not 'maybe', it just IS!" He walked away from the women and put his hands on his temples. "This is driving me crazy..."

"Just take it down, Hopper," Joyce said as she went to another isle to tag more items. Terry followed her.

"I need them to break up."

Terry looked shocked and rather a bit angry at him suggesting that. "No."

He scoffed, looking baffled. "No?"

"I KNOW a break-up with Mike would destroy Jane."

"But she can get over it. Every girl does."

Now she scoffed and looked baffled. "I'm sorry, in case you didn't know, she was the one that found Mike in the first place and I know how much she cares for him, so I KNOW she wouldn't get over a break-up!"

"Hey, hey, guys!" Joyce said, getting in-between them. They both looked at her, agitated at each other. "Let's just cool down, okay?" They didn't answer, but tried to remain calm. "Whether they stay together or break up are neither of your decisions to make, okay?" They looked away from her. "They can make their own choices."

"Then what can we do?" Hopper asked. "Can we all agree that they're spending WAY too much time together?!"

Terry sighed once more. "You guys know I want my daughters to be as happy as they can be." She glared at Hopper. "We both know what happens when we take Mike away from Jane and Jane away from Mike, don't we?" The police chief sighed as well, rubbing his face in distraught. "Besides, aren't they just kissing?"

He leaned forward in front of a shelf. "Yeah, but it's CONSTANT!" He aimed his hand towards her. "CONSTANT! You and I both know that's not healthy, okay?! That's not...NORMAL!"

As Joyce tagged the last item in the isle she was at, she walked out of it and said, "Okay, I have to agree with Terry on this one."

He looked pretty appalled and sad to see her take this woman's side. "Joyce-"

She held her hands up. "Hop, listen. You can't just force them apart and expect a happy ending." Jim was pacing around, visibly upset and throwing around one of the store items. "Plus, they're not little kids anymore, they're teenagers." Terry tried to not feel old by that comment and so were the rest of the adults here. "You order them around like a cop, of course they're going to rebel. It's what we did as teenagers-" She pointed at Terry. "-probably not her-" The woman mentioned chuckled a little at that. "-but still, you shouldn't be surprised that they'll act like we did when we were their age."

Jim sighed deeply. "But, see, here's the thing..." He sat on one of the chairs the store had. "I don't want Mike to act like I did when I was his age." The women's faces dropped into solemn expressions. "His behavior right now is resembling my younger self's and I don't want that for him. It's something that'll get him in shit, alright?" The women didn't answer, but looked like they understood. "That's why I can't just let him and Jane do whatever they want. There must be some way to...to make them understand."

Joyce shrugged and suggested, "You can go talk to them."

Terry looked at her and nodded. "Yeah, that's a good idea."

He scoffed at the both of them. "Talking never works, ladies."

The dirty-blonde-haired woman walked towards him sternly. "Jim, yelling and ordering is not the same as talking." He walked away from her, sighing.

"Terry's right," Joyce added, tagging a tissue box. "Just give them the heart-to-heart."

He looked puzzled at that last term. "Heart-to-heart?"

"Our talk with Mike on the way to Lab last year?" Terry said, making him look down at her. "It's when you sit down and talk to someone in a non-demeaning manner." Jim sighed and leaned forward against a wall.

"You open up your feelings to them, y'know, being yourself, but also sincere," her friend added. "They'll find that you're on their level and they'll start listening to you."

She nodded. "And from there, you can start creating some boundaries."

He looked thoughtful, mumbling to himself, "Boundaries..."

"There is one important thing though." He looked at Terry. "No matter how they respond, always stay calm."

Joyce nodded. "Yes, that's key. Stay calm." Stay calm...stay calm...hell if he didn't try, he guessed.

But then he thought of something else, looking at the dirty-blonde-haired woman. "You can talk to Jane, right, Terry?"

"Yeah," she replied. "I can do a heart-to-heart with Jane. You do the same with Mike."

He looked pleading. "But he'll listen to you-"

"Jim." He looked at her with saddened eyes. "I let you be his father for a reason. From what I've heard, you've been doing good-"

"Not good enough."

She looked back at Joyce, who looked him straight in the eye. "You can get through it, Hop. In fact..." She walked to the cash register, him and Terry following. She got out a notepad and a pen. "I can help you find the right words for your heart-to-heart."

"Maybe I can too," Terry offered.

He smiled at her. "The more, the merrier." The women smiled back at him as Joyce began to write down the words for his heart-to-heart.

Kali passed Melvald's without her mother noticing, carrying a bag of wrapped sandwiches. She deeply sighed, looking down at her watch and walking faster.

She eventually entered into the building and started passing the sandwiches to everyone, starting with the secretary. "Here you go," she said to her.

"Thank you, Kali," she said back to her.

She handed out another sandwich to another woman in the building before opening up the photography room, where Jonathan was processing a photo. He instantly turned back and shouted, "Nonononono!" He then realized it was his friend giving him a sandwich. "Kali."

"Sorry," she replied, placing the sandwich on a table near the door before closing it. She then went into the meeting room, filled with men talking about various topics. She gave them each a sandwich. One of them, Bruce, made a demeaning comment about a woman, making the Indian girl roll her eyes as the men began to laugh.

As she was about to get out, she heard her boss say, "In six hours, we go to print, fellas. Give me something real."

"Oh, I think they're real," Bruce said, met with an eruption of laughter from the other men.

She had always wanted to make her mark in this job, no matter what, so she turned and said, "There's Starcourt." The men in the room looked at her. She couldn't tell if they were interested or not, but she continued, "I was thinking, everyone loves the mall, but small businesses have closed because of it. There's five on Main that's out of business, so-"

The blonde-haired man, who unwrapped and opened his sandwich, pointed at her and said, "'The Death of Small-Town America.'" She nodded, smiling a little. "I like that, I like that a lot. But you know what story would blow that one out of the water?" She looked confused before he showed his open sandwich to her. "'The Case of the Missing Mustard on my Hamburger.'" The men erupted in laughter once more, much to Kali's dismay as her smile dropped completely. She should have known they wouldn't take her seriously. "How about you follow the clues and solve the mystery of the missing condiment, Curry Kali?" The men continued laughing as she gave him a half-assed smile and snatched his burger away from him.

As she left the meeting room, he said to another man, "Look out, Phil, she might take your job!"

"Assholes," the Indian girl muttered to herself. She swore to God, these white men could not take her seriously to save themselves, so they treat her like dirt to feel better about their pathetic lives.

While Max was "helping" Lucas get the spray out of his eyes, Dustin was enthusiastically showing Will, Jane, and Mike the inventions he created during camp. Mike and Jane had linked arms, the freckled boy caressing hers. "This...is the Forever Clock," he told them, holding a handcrafted windmill he was turning. "Powered by wind, very useful during the apocalypse." He had Will hold it, looking pretty interested in it.

Dustin went back to his bag and pulled out a hammer connected to a power machine. "And I call this, the Slammer!" He turned it on and had it go close to Mike and Jane. The telekinetic boy held his girlfriend close and away from the Slammer. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna use this on you guys." He narrowed his eyes at him before he put that away.

He then grabbed his entire bag and laid it on the floor. "THIS...is my greatest creation yet." The three crouched down on the floor to see what he came up with, since he was so adamant about it. He unzipped it and showed a ham shack next to a dissembled pole. "Guys, meet Cerebro!" He looked up at his friends happily to see their reactions.

The three looked puzzled, Jane looking up and asking, "What are we looking at here?"

"An unassembled, one-of-a-kind, battery-powered radio tower!" They all looked up at him, Mike nodding and looking kind of impressed since Jane taught him about technology.

"So...it's a ham radio," Will stated.

"The Cadillac of ham radios." He looked down at his creation. "This baby right here carries a crystal-clear connection over long distances." He looked up at his friends again. "I'm talking from the North Pole to the South!" He put his hand on it. "I can talk to my girlfriend whenever and wherever I choose."

All of them looked shocked when he dropped that word. "Girlfriend?!" they all exclaimed. He nodded, grinning.

...

As they all began to leave with parts of Cerebro, Will asked, "Her name is Suzie?"

"Yup," the curly-haired boy answered. "With a 'z'. She's from Utah."

"I didn't know other girls go to science camp," Jane said.

He looked back at her for a bit. "Suzie does. She's a genius!"

"What does she look like?"

"Think of Phoebe Cates, but hotter." The tomboy gave him a skeptical look.

"Phoebe Cates?" Mike asked.

Jane looked up at him. "That girl from Gremlins."

He nodded, remembering her. "Oh."

As they were getting out the door, Max and Lucas, who was still washing his eyes, looked puzzled. "What's going on?" the red-haired girl asked.

Will smirked at them and answered, "We're going to talk to Dustin's girlfriend."

That was so shocking to them, even Lucas stopped washing his eyes and exclaimed with Max, "GIRLFRIEND?!"

In "Scoops Ahoy!", Steve plopped one scoop of chocolate ice cream on a cone and gave it to a girl with big, curly hair. She was next to another with stylized bangs and a ponytail, licking her orange sherbet. "Alrighty, one scoop of chocolate ice cream is a buck twenty-five," he said to her. The girl reached down her purse to get that money. Once she gave it to him, he managed the cash register with it. The two girls then noticed the ring the stain was, looking weirded out. He looked up at them and asked, "What?"

"Your uniform has some kind of...ring on it," the girl with the curly hair said.

He tried, but failed to hide his shocked expression. He THOUGHT he'd wash out every inch of the stain. He then laughed and tried to be coy. "Ah, that, well, uh..." He began thinking of a lie, leaning against the counter. "Y'know, my cousin's, like, visiting for the summer and he's like, super young, like 6." The girl with the ponytail looked amused while the curly-haired one looked confused. "He always pulls these stupid pranks all the time, so he's pretty much decided, 'Hey, let's screw up Steve's uniform!'" He laughed, only getting nervous chuckles from the two girls. "But, uh, yeah, he stained my uniform with, uh, orange juice and I tried to wash it out and-"

While he was bullshitting away, the girl he bumped into earlier, now in a new set of clothes, angrily stormed in the parlor. The two girls looked back and got the hell out of her way, having her in front of Steve. He didn't recognize her right away, so he asked plainly, "Ahoy...how can I help-" Without a second to react, the girl slapped him, loud enough to get the attention of the entire parlor. The two girls' jaws dropped in amusement. Robin opened the window to see what was going on.

"That's for spilling your coffee on me this morning, STEVE HARRINGTON!" she yelled at him before she turned her heel and began storming right out.

Another screw-up today was the last thing he needed, so he tried to salvage it by yelling, "Come on! It was an accident!" She didn't react to that in any way as she reached to the entrance. "I can make it up to you, uh, what's your name?!" She was gone when he asked, making him sigh deeply.

Everyone in the parlor looked at him funny. Robin was grinning and holding in a laugh before disappearing to get something. Steve looked at everyone and gave them a half-assed smile. The two girls he served began laughing before walking away and everyone else resumed what they were doing before, a few kids laughing. He sighed deeply again, knowing that was his second embarrassing screw-up today.

"And that was another embarrassing moment in Steve Harrington's history," Robin said dramatically yet dryly. He looked back to see his coworker pull out a board. It had a drawn chart separated by two categories: "YOU RULE" and "YOU SUCK". There were plenty of ticks on the "YOU SUCK" side and she added another one with a marker. "You are oh-to-six, Popeye."

He scoffed, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. "Yeah, I can count," he replied.

"You know that mean you suck?"

He nodded and gave her a half-assed smile. "Yup, I can read too."

She pretended to look surprised. "Since when? When your junior girlfriend helped you ace your senior exams?"

"Ha ha ha." She slid the board away as he walked towards her. "Thanks for making me feel worse."

She smiled at him ironically. "You're welcome."

If he didn't know any better, he would snap at her. Thankfully, he wasn't at that breaking point yet. He could only draw his lips to a fine line and bite the lower one. The freckled female raised her eyebrows at him, looking amused. His pain was her enjoyment, ever since day one of this stupid job...

He huffed and looked her dead in the eye, asking, "Can you cover for me?"

She chuckled, looking at his uniform. "I'm sure that ring's gonna be stuck there, no matter how much soap and water you scrub it with."

He sharply inhaled and muttered to himself, "I hate this job."

She nodded a little. "Me too, buckeroo."

He glared at her again. "No, you don't." She looked at him weird.

"What?"

He leaned closer to her, looking like he's taking no bullshit. She looked a little concerned. "Listen, were you denied into coming to Tech and do you have a douchebag dad trying to teach you a lesson by getting stuck at a lousy job that pays three bucks an hour, meaning you have no future?" She opened her mouth to respond, but he kept going, "Oh, and did you ALSO get denied a slightly better job your girlfriend-" He paused for a bit. "Or in your case, boyfriend-" She widened her eyes and raised an eyebrow. "-is working at and that just only solidifies why you have no future?" She looked like she was at a loss for words, Steve looking oh-so-impatient with everything.

Suddenly, the bell rung and he tried to be the happy, cheery cashier he was supposed to be. "AHOY!" he greeted so loud that it nearly scared the group of girls that entered. "How can I help you ladies today?!" Why was he so unnecessarily loud? Now he weirded out the group of girls.

Robin shook her head and sighed, walking back to the board. She knew her coworker had problems, but she had no idea he'd have PROBLEMS. With that thought, she draw another tick on the "YOU SUCK" side.

"'I know...that this is a difficult conversation to have, Mike,'" Hopper said, reciting some lines Joyce and Terry made for him. He sat across from Joyce as practice for the real thing. "'But I hope you know that...I care about you very much. You and...Jane. And I know you-'"

Joyce interrupted him by gesturing eye-contact. "C'mon, keep eye-contact," she told him.

He sighed, looked her in the eye, tried not to blush, and continued, "'And I know you both care about each other very much.'" He stopped and shook his head. "That does not sound like me at all."

"Just keep going, Jim," Terry encouraged.

He took a deep breath and looked at Joyce again, leaning back on the chair he was sitting in. "'Which is why Terry and I talked and think it's important to set some boundaries...'" He looked like he was lost. "'...moving forward...'" He looked down at the paper Joyce wrote on.

"Come on, no looking, you got this," the brunette woman said encouragingly.

He inhaled sharply and looked at her again, folding the paper. "'So we can build an environment'...uh..." The women gestured him to keep going. "'...where we all feel comfortable...and trusted...and open...'"

Terry mouthed to him, "'Sharing our feelings...'"

"'...to sharing our feelings-'" He stopped and stood up, frustrated. "This isn't gonna work. It'll never work. It won't work." He walked towards Joyce and sat next to her on the counter.

The brunette woman still gave him an encouraging look, telling him, "It'll work! Trust me!"

Terry gave him an encouraging smile. "I'm going to have the same talk with Jane, Jim. If I can pull through with it, so will you."

"You got this." Joyce then held his hand. He looked down at it, then at her, the two looking at each other for more than several seconds.

Terry felt awkward, considering that she and Hopper had kissed before and were thinking about being together, so she began walking away. "Anyway, you two can continue practicing. I need to go to the pool to cool down." She pointed at Jim. "Get Jane home by 7 so we can talk, okay?"

He nodded at her, Joyce flashing her a smile. "I'll see you later, Terry!"

She waved them goodbye, but then stopped in her tracks when she remembered something. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot." She turned to see a curious Joyce and Jim. "Becky and Carl and Tina are going to visit for the week."

Her friend's face lit up, but then she became confused. Hopper was too. "Tina?"

Terry felt stupid for not breaking the news to Joyce. "Oh my God, I forgot to tell you. Tina's my new niece."

She gasped, looking happy. "Congratulations! How old is she?"

"Five weeks."

"Awww~, I can't wait to see her!"

Terry flashed a smile at her. "Me too!" Hopper looked and felt left out, the awkwardness making the return. Terry decided to just walk out and wave to the both of them, saying, "I'll see you guys later!" They both waved her goodbye before she left the store.

She released a sigh of relief. Any more time in there would just make her feel worse. She got into her car and started it up, driving away to the pool. Though it was always crowded and noisy, it was a nice change of pace from her work and her shopping. Plus, she had nothing more to do at home than to read and watch T.V., so the pool was a lot more fun.

The Party was walking up the hill, most of them carrying the supplies for Cerebro. Mike and Jane didn't carry any of it though, holding hands instead. "Isn't this high enough?" Lucas asked.

"Nah, Cerebro works best at a hundred meters," Dustin answered.

While the rest of the party were talking about Cerebro and Suzie, Jane tugged Mike's hand a little, making him look down at her. She smiled and gestured him to lean down to her. He did, smiling as well, and she whispered into his ear, "Do you wanna go now?"

He did want to go back home and kiss her more, but then he whispered back to her, "Cerebro sounds interesting though."

She pouted at him. "Assembling it won't be fun."

"But I'll assemble it with you."

"Mike, which is more fun? Assembling that thing in this burning heat? Or going back to the cabin to hang out, just the two of us?" To be honest with himself, hanging out with Jane seemed more fun than with the rest of the group. Plus, it WAS hot out.

"Let's go back." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

"Hey, guys!" the tomboy called out to the rest of the kids. They stopped and looked at her. "This has been really fun and all, but..." She pointed at the watch she was wearing.

"I have to go home," Mike stated.

Dustin looked surprised, pointing at the top of the hill. "But we're almost there."

"Sorry," Jane replied. "It's his curfew."

"Good luck though!" The tomboy then dragged her boyfriend away, the two smiling and laughing with each other as they went down the hill.

Dustin checked his watch, then looked puzzled at the couple. "Curfew at 4?"

Lucas looked disappointed. "They're lying."

Will looked disappointed as well as annoyed. "They've been doing this all summer."

"It's romantic," Max said.

"It's annoying," Will replied in a tone that matched his expression.

"It's bullshit!" Dustin added, looking disappointed as well. "I just got home." They all watched the young couple run down the hill, enjoying each other's company. "Well, it's their loss." He then smiled and nodded up the hill. "Onwards and upwards!" He, Lucas, and Max continued to get up the hill, but Will looked at the couple intently, exhaling deeply.

He swore, ever since he came back last year, Jane always had her attention towards Mike. Mike, Mike, Mike, it's all about Mike. Sure, he saved Will when he communicated with him in the Upside Down and he apologized for throwing him halfway across the school hallway after trying to ask Jane out to the Snow Ball. But...he clings onto her like Gollum with the Ring. And it wasn't long before she started clinging to him too and leaving to be with him. It was like Jane was a completely different person when she's with Mike.

Maybe if they hadn't met, she would still be the girl he fell in love-

No, no, he was still trying to get over that damn crush he had on her since kindergarten. But even so, he thought that Mike was a bad influence on her...

Dustin, Lucas, and Max saw him just standing there and watching the couple leave, frowning. "He's still not over it?" Dustin asked his friends.

Lucas shook his head. "He gets annoyed every time she talks about him and he never looks happy when they're together."

"I hope he does get over it soon," Max said in a caring voice. "Clinging on your crush for that long is not healthy."

"True. He'll find his Suzie, sooner or later," Dustin said before shouting, "Hey, Will!" The auburn-haired boy broke out of his thoughts and looked up at his friends. "C'mon, we're almost there."

"Okay!" he replied loudly, his friends ascending up the hill again. He sighed and began to ascend up the hill as well...then he felt the chill from the back of his neck again. He touched the back of it, looking worried. He looked around to see what was making him feel this way. It was twice he felt that...why?

He decided to let it go at the moment and continue going up the hill with the rest of his friends.

Terry, now dressed in a blue, magenta, teal, and orange one-piece swimsuit and brown aviator sunglasses, was laying on one of the chairs, drinking the lemonade she purchased and resting under the shade of the umbrella near her. Adults and children alike were playing in the pool. Maybe she could go for a swim. It wouldn't be of any harm to her.

She finished her lemonade, left her sunglasses in her bag, and stood up, walking towards the pool. Suddenly, a whistle was blown by one of the lifeguards...which was Max's step-brother, Billy Hargrove. "HEY!" he shouted, making her stiff. "Lard-ass!" Everyone was still before looking at an overweight boy. "No running on my watch! I gotta warn you again, you're banned for life, understand?!" The boy nodded, then he blew his whistle and the pool was lively again.

The dirty-blonde-haired woman saw him talking to some women around her age or a little older rather flirtatiously. She sighed and shook her head. That kid always gave her a bad feeling, never mind his behavior. How he became lifeguard was beyond her-

"Watch out!" shouted a man's voice. She broke out of her thoughts to see a beach ball coming her way. She caught it with her hands before it could hit her. She heard someone swim to her. "Nice catch!"

She got the beach ball out of her sight, lowering it. "Uh, thanks!" She then looked down to see a Caucasian man with wet, long brown hair, and brown eyes. He had some facial hair and around Terry's age. The both of them had surprised looks on their faces when they looked at each other. The woman crouched down and asked, "Andrew?"

His face lit up and he had the biggest smile on his face. "Terry!" he proclaimed happily. "It's been a while."

She nervously smiled. "It has..."

"Wait, Andrew, you know Terry?" asked a female's voice. A Caucasian woman with wet, curly, black hair and green eyes was swimming towards them.

Terry looked surprised to see the woman too. "Stacey?" she asked.

Andrew looked surprised too. "YOU know Terry, Stace?"

She laughed. "She's my co-worker, at the Gap." Those two women were really the only older women working in that store, so they've bonded a little. "How do YOU know her?"

"Uh..." He looked like he was looking for the right words to say since...well...

They knew each other when Terry was working her "night shift".

"You know that job I quit last year?" Stacey nodded. "She used to work there, but quit way before."

She raised her eyebrows. "Oh..." She looked at Terry. "Well damn, if I'd known you worked with this guy before..." She playfully pushed him, making him laugh.

Terry nervously laughed. "Well..." She gave them the beach ball. "I believe this is yours."

Andrew grabbed it and flashed her a smile. "It's Dave's, actually."

She looked puzzled. "Dave's?"

"Okay, what the hell's going on here?" a different guy asked, who just appeared next to Andrew and Stacey. He had short, dirty-blonde hair and brown eyes.

"Ah, right." The long-haired guy motioned his hand between the man and Terry. "Dave, this is my old coworker, Terry. Terry, this is my best friend, Dave."

Dave smiled at her and held out his wet hand. "Hey, Terry."

She shook his hand, though she felt a chill because the water was cold on her hot skin. "Hey."

"You should join us!" Stacey suggested. "It'll be fun!"

"And we'll actually hang out, like friends!" Andrew added. "Plus, we'll relax and probably play 20 Questions with you."

She raised an eyebrow. "20 Questions?"

"Come on, already!" He then grabbed her arm and pulled her into the water, her screaming as she submerged in there. Dave and Stacey were out of the way, laughing. She got up and gasped for some air, grinning at them and splashing Andrew. He laughed and splashed her back. They all then swam to an open area to play with their beach ball. The idea for a nice swim flew right out the window and she decided to have fun with these people. For once, she actually decided to have fun with a group of people.

Never has she done this before...and she was glad she did.

Stopping right here. What do you guys think of this chapter? Any typos or mistakes I might've missed?

For the conversation in Melvald's, I wanted to bring in two points of view: Hopper being the one against the relationship as he was in canon and Terry supporting it because she took care of the two kids and wants the best for them. Of course Joyce is in the middle.

I did change up Hopper's behavior quite a bit though...and that's because I think he was WAY too toxic this season that he was a completely different character than what was shown in his letter at the end. So yeah, expect some changes with his reactions and his interactions with everyone else, ESPECIALLY Joyce. In this AU, since he's Mike's adoptive dad, his motivation for him and Jane separating would be different and more personal this time. It does seem right to me, given the things he's been through and all.

Not only is Kali facing sexism in the workplace, but also racism, hence the nickname "Curry Kali". I'm sure women of color faced the same thing back in the day, so yeah.

Poor Steve...if I only I could make him happy sooner...poor Will too, especially since he's IN LOVE with Jane...

So...I decided to pull out three characters from Suspicious Minds into this AU. Andrew Rich, Terry's boyfriend in the book, will be her love interest here! Stacey was her roommate, so she'll be her coworker, and Dave's still gonna be Andrew's best friend. They're all friends living together in this AU and they'll be Terry's new friends! Though...like this season's tagline says, one summer can change everything. Stacey and Dave's personalities aren't that fleshed out in the book, so I'll have a blast making them in this AU! As for Andrew, I'll try my best to make him the chill and supportive guy he was in the book!

Here's some visual aids on those three:

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For Stacey, just look up Jennifer Connelly and just imagine her with curly hair.

Dave (remove spaces and add actual dot com): www. pccheatz (dot com) / wp-content / uploads / 2018 / 09 / awesome-suggestion-of-hair-plus-mens-hairstyles-for-fine-straight-hair-of-special-hair-cut-plus-fine-thin-hairstyles. jpg

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