INDIANA, HAWKINS.    BYERS RESIDENCE.

we eventually finshed eating and put our plates inside the sink, I told them I could wash them if they wanted but joyce told me no since I was a guest.

"thank you so much for the food, never felt so full in my life," my dad said holding onto his stomach.

"that's alright y/d/n," she said as she washed up the plates, she allowed us to watch television if we liked.

my dad and johnathan had put on a movie and was laughing throughout it all. Me and will was chatting throughout it all since we didn't understand the jokes.

"never have I ever watched the poltergeist," I said leaning over the chair and saw will pulled down his third finger; I was on my last.

"you haven't?" he asked, his brows furrowed, I shook my head quickly.

"too afraid," I told him and his eyes widened.

"what! we should watch it together sometime, I heard they're renting it out now," he said, I shrugged.

"maybe, if I get the courage," I said and we giggled a little.

"um...never have I ever..." he spoke looking around the room thinking of something to say. his eyes were a nice colour of hazel, very pretty. "oh! listened to the clash!" He said excitedly and pulled down a finger. my last finer still remained.

"what!" will yelled in shocked.

"will be quiet," johnathan told him, trying to watch the movie.

"come with me, you've gotta listen to the clash," he said about to stand.

"no cause I'll lose!" I told him.

"but you're missing out on the best taste in music!" he said standing up, I copied and followed him to the corridor and into his bedroom. it seemed really dorky, jaws poster, dinosaur toys, crayons, paper, books, a bed that was untidied with a large bomb box.

"shut the door, it'll be loud,"  he told me as he walked over to the box, I turned around and shut the door. 

he shoved the tape inside the box and pressed play, turning down the volume a little. I sit down on his bed and watched as he danced around the room to the music.

"should I stay or should I go!" he screamed the lyric, still prancing around the room. he looked to me and hand his hands out indicating for me to join him.

"No...," I told him he smiled and encouraged me a bit more, I rolled my eyes and joined, holding onto his palms and jumped to the music, twisting our hips in sync still jumping around.

The song was eventually coming to an end and we stopped to looked at each other's sweaty faces.

"play it again!" I yelled and he slammed the play button again, we began jumping around the room, jumping on his bed and dancing around.

we keep dancing until the song died again. I huffed and wiped my forehead.

"I'm sweating like a pig," I annouced and wiped my face.

"me too," will related and laughed. "let's open some windows,"

y/d/n = your dad's name