Steve "Indiana State Hoe" Harrington (mr_mom) wrote in snapthread,
You'd never know it from his exterior, but then, Steve hadn't spent a whole lot of time with the Chief. Sure, he'd been over to the cabin a bunch - watching the little shits gorge on as much pizza and tabletop RPG as they could stomach - but Hopper was usually on the way in or out. The most amount of time he'd spent with the man - aside from the world-ending apocalypse-scenarios they frequently encountered - was for Eleven's birthday party (Dustin had delivered Steve a hand-drawn card, it was too cute not to accept).
Steve bites his own tongue before he can say, glad you have your priorities straight, and just decides not to comment altogether. He leads them down the narrow alleyway between the cobblestone buildings, heading in what he hopes is the right direction.
"Well you're not dead unless I'm dead," Steve's tone is joking, but then he frowns. He's not dead, right? Holy shit.
...no. He's not dead.
"I'm not dead." He shakes his head, glancing over at Hopper. "Whatever this place is, I guess it saved you. We...we never found a body or even like, what would have been one. So it kinda makes sense."