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[prettydamngood]

Steve loves the beach. He loves it in all weathers but he particularly loves it when it's hot, when he can spend the whole day there, with a magazine, with soda. He spends most of the day sprawled out on a blanket on the sand reading or napping but, when he wakes up, he feels hot and sweaty, hectic, and it's definitely time for a swim. He leaves the majority of his stuff on the sand and he plunges into the water, submerging and swimming until he starts to feel comfortable in his skin again.

He wades out, shaking water from his hair as he goes, only realising after he's done it that that's potentially antisocial. He pushes the heavy weight of his hair back from his face and grins at whoever he just splashed.

"Shit, man," he says. "Sorry."

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[prettydamngood]

Steve sinks down a little in the water and he definitely doesn't pull away when she moves closer through the water.

"Yeah, it's pretty nice," he says, bobbing, tipping his head back to feel the sun on his face. "Especially after living at home."

[americanexcess]

"I'm guessing you're not from around here either," Veronica says, idly flicking water at him, smiling playfully. "So your parents aren't here?" She misses hers. She misses her own room, too, but mostly her parents, in spite of how damn complicated they made everything. It makes her wonder if Steve misses his, too, or if he's too busy enjoying being all but grown-up here. Close enough to it, at least, and she's determined to pretend that she's an adult too.

[prettydamngood]

"No parents," says Steve, pretending to dodge the water that she flicks at him. "I mean...Hopper...he's the sheriff back home, and he sort of treats me like he's my dad, so...Like half a parent, maybe?" He slicks his hair back from his face. "It's kind of weird, honestly. Being on my own."