Steve "Indiana State Hoe" Harrington (mr_mom) wrote in snapthread,
"Well, you know, good." Steve can't help but crack a smile back. He runs a hand back through his hair which, while not at full volume due to the lack of products around here, it still decently tall. "I worked hard on this, hate for it to go to waste."
"Very stressful. And painful." Steve couldn't help the phantom wince that came with remembering everything - why was it that he always seemed to get a fist in the face for his trouble? The last time had unequivocally been the worst; he had genuinely thought he was going to die down there, captured by Russians, with Robin. "It would be nice, to relax but...I guess I can't help waiting for the other shoe to drop."
"And there are - people, back home, that need me." But if anyone could be any more useless than Steve in trying to get back to Hawkins...well, that would be Hopper, who everyone thought was dead, by the way. And he's here. So. Yeah. "But it's not so bad. Definitely not as bad as what I would have expected from a parallel world."
"Oh, no best hair is mine. It says it in the yearbook and everything." Steve grins and takes a look around the store. "Have any suggestions? You're the professional, here. And you know what looks good in this day and age."