don't stop me now !

the yell from the other caused evelyn to jump in her spot, startling her. she turns to see harry yelling at the man across the road. it felt like years since she had even been in this small of a radius from harry, one of her only memories of him was freshman year and watching him, a junior, chug pineapple slurpees for fun. it was a strange introduction to hawkin’s highschool. but here she saw a different side to him. had some friends? she wondered for a moment who’d she consider a friend. either way, she found his words to be amusing at least, causing her to let out a soft huff in response. “ is that how you classify MORONS, if they can tie their own shoes or not ? ” she asks, although it’s not that deep of a question. she’s only asking to fill space as they walk away from the scene, tears slowly disappearing.  

in all honesty, harry couldn’t say he knew evelyn well at all. he wasn’t sure if she had had friends or not, but if chuck was screaming rude stuff at her? well, harry wasn’t going to just sit back and watch that. or worse yet, laugh with the others. he was all for jokes when they were funny, but something about a middle aged man picking on a girl who was clearly uncomfortable didn’t sit right with him. he vaguely remembered her from school - she’d seemed quiet, mostly. but every now and then, he’d see the blonde around town or around school, usually with a sad look on her face. “of course. it’s a very scientific system,” he assured her, carefree grin on his face. “i mean, have you ever met a smart person who couldn’t tie their shoes?” harry asked, shooting one last glare over his shoulder at the crowd who had stopped to watch the exchange. there would probably be rumors and gossip swirling around the town of hawkins after this, but who really gave a shit? “want a pineapple slushie? there’s a two for one deal right now.”

@harryanderscn or @wlllbycrs !!

living in a somewhat small town meant there wasn’t a lot of privacy. especially in the kaspbrak household. her mother wanted to know where cat was or what she was up to every hour of the day. it didn’t take long for cat to realize that sneaking out late at night for a breath of fresh air was quite possibly the best thing she could ever do. late night walks often led her to the park. it was empty most of the time, a hook up here and there. cat is laid back on a picnic table, looking up towards the night sky when a voice shake her from her daydreams. “shit!” she’ll squeal, sitting up quickly, and frantically pulling jacket onto her shoulders. “you scared the hell out of me!”

in a sleepy town like hawkins, indiana, there wasn’t much to do after midnight. the bar shut down around two, but harry didn’t really feel like drinking with the local alcoholics right now. most of them were lovely, usually, but harry needed a quieter night. maybe that was why he found himself in the park, a flask of whiskey in the pocket of his jeans; a night out under the stars seemed like a good way to spend the evening. strolling through, he made his way towards the picnic table near the back. it was usually undisturbed, but tonight, harry spotted cat kaspbrak laying on it. “come here often?” harry asked, tone teasing. but then she squealed, and harry really wasn’t expecting that. “sorry!” he yelped, surprised that she was so freaked out. “i didn’t mean to! jesus, you  scared me!”

        immediate wide grin on her lips  .      “  i  so knew  you would get it  ,   harry !  ”    and her power let her know it would be him  ,   so bonus points  .   and sia wiggles a finger at him  ,   before handing him a  sample  of superman ice cream with a carefully placed  gummy bear  on it  .     “  oh my god  ,   right ?   i should totally  SERIOUSLY  consider this  .   i’ve always wanted to be a badass  ,   what else do you think would complete the look ?  ”    she’ll muse  ,   as if she can  afford  a whole ass transformation    (  she can’t  )  .    girl will nod  solemnly  ,   hair bouncing  .     “  you’re  …  so right  .   and like  ,   christmas tree pines just  NAVY GREEN  !?  ”  

“of course i get it,” harry raised an eyebrow. “you’re only stating the obvious.” gladly accepting the ice cream sample like the good boy he is, harry grinned at sia. “my dear, sweet friend. one does not want to be a badass. one is a badass, or one is not.” he replied sagely, as if he were actually saying something intelligent and not a load of bullshit. “but, if you truly want to embrace your inner badass, get a leather jacket. it’s impossible to look dumb in a leather jacket.” he should know, he wore one occasionally, when he wasn’t wearing his old letterman jacket. right now, it was a little too hot to wear either. “absolutely. christmas is just baby maroon and navy green.”

“ look it’s marbles ! still looking for your friends ? awh. ” a man from across the street yelled at her, laughing, making everyone on the street stop and stare. evelyn instantly felt sick to the stomach. “ why don’t you do this town and favour and leave ?! don’t need more crazies around here. ” the man scoffs. evelyn’s fists clench as she pulls up the hood of her hoodie. “ fucking asshole. ” she mutters under her breath, tears welling in her eyes. she was always torn on whether to call people out or to just run away in silence. either way. it felt like everyone in this town hated her. 

“AT LEAST SHE HAD SOME FRIENDS, CHUCK,” the blonde boy yelled back at the middle aged man who had insulted the girl. it was a small town, so harry knew the man from the local bar. he was an idiot, and coming from harry, that was saying something. “why don’t you go back to doing what you do best? being the town disappointment and day drinking on a tuesday morning,” harry added, rolling his eyes at the man. sighing heavily, he caught up to the girl, glancing down at her. “he’s a moron, anyway,” he remarked, walking beside her lazily. “wouldn’t know how to put on his shoes if they weren’t velcro.”

        “  oh my god  .  ”    girl’s eyelashes will  FLUTTER  as she looks at the other  ,   a look of shock filling those innocent features of hers  .   she blinks in realization  ,   before letting out a  LAUGH  that’ll fill the room  .     “  i just realized  :   maroon is  totally  just navy red  .   this is literally insane !  ”    sia pauses  ,   twirling a piece of  long  hair  .     “  what if i just  …  changed my hair color to navy red !?  ”  

blue eyes widening, harry looked at sia in wonder. “it...is,” he said, taking a bite of the ice cream cone in his hand. “holy shit.” this was truly a revelation. it was a little unsettling, but he didn’t mind it.  “dude, your hair would look badass if you died it navy red.” he told his friend, waving a hand towards her hair. “...wait! does this mean that gray is navy white?” he asked, gasping.