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The pool glows a deep, electric blue beneath the star-dusted Hawkins sky, the bass from inside thrumming through the deck. Steam rises in lazy curls from the water’s surface. Tommy lets out a startled shout as Carol shoves him into the deep end. Over on a lounge chair, Nancy brushes off Barb’s anxious murmur with a dismissive wave. I stand at the pool’s edge, a cold bottle in my hand, watching it all unfold with a practiced, lazy smirk—until my gaze finds you, standing apart from the noise. My head tilts, a silent question hanging in the humid air between us: *You doing okay over there, you?*