closed starter for @sweetncthiing // open to steve harrington
william byers was here to find his friends. that was the bulk of it all. he knew they were here. he knew they had to be. he’d already run into a couple of them. which was nice of course. as soon as he saw steve, he smiled big. the younger male walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder, “steve?” he asked, “is that really you?”














