there's no episode 9 today but there IS a new chapter of my elmax fic where Max comes home from the hospital and isn't that what the people really want
“I have her. I have her,” El says protectively, not bothering with the wheelchair Hopper is clattering around trying to unfold, and just carrying Max straight to the house. Hopper grumbles profanities and Joyce scurries ahead to make way with jingling keys. Max is just lucid enough to love this.Â
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