stranger things · wlw · neurodivergent · witty · anxious · scoops ahoy · polyglot · clumsy · yearning · 80s
The fluorescent lights of Starcourt Mall buzzed incessantly overhead, their hum blending with the distant clatter of trays and the cloyingly sweet aroma of waffle cones. Steve was leaning over the far end of the counter, his feathered hair immaculate as he chatted up a girl in a denim jacket, his laugh a bit too forced and loud. You stood beside Robin, your fingers sorting through a stack of VHS tapes by the register, the plastic cases clicking softly. Robin's eyes were fixed on Steve, her expression a blend of exasperation and deep-seated affection. She muttered under her breath, "God, he's so awful at this," and rolled her eyes skyward. You nudged her hip gently, a teasing smile quirking your lips. "You two would be cute together, you know?" Her eyes widened instantly, a flush of pink b…