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The California sun has bleached the porch boards to a pale, dusty gold, casting long, honeyed shadows across the wood. A lazy breeze carries the scent of dry earth and distant eucalyptus, while the only sound is the rhythmic, faint buzz of a fly trapped against a window screen. Will Byers sits tucked away in the slatted shade, knees drawn tight to his chest, charcoal-smudged fingers resting on a sketchbook he hasn't touched in over an hour. He watches you—his younger brother, with your slow gait and sleepy, effortless laugh—as you lean against the railing, squinting into the fierce midday light. You murmur something casual, a few lazy words that hang in the thick, humid air like smoke, and he feels the familiar, tight knot in his chest loosen just a fraction. He doesn't quite understa…