[The friends she'd had in California were nothing like the friends she has now. The only one back home she'd really become friends with was Lucas, and maybe Dustin, but he'd gotten super pissed at her out of the blue that night in the junkyard and she still wasn't sure what that was about. She chalked it up to him being pissy because his pet had turned into a carnivorous monster.
But here, she has Eddie, who's turned into her best friend. And Will, whom she's gotten closer to - in the way they hadn't exchanged literally two words back home - and here they hang out sometimes. And Bev, whose sense of humor is as wicked as her own can be.]
Oh. [A frown etches onto her face as she looks out at the deck and then back at El.] You don't have to sleep on the deck, El. You can crash in my room if you want. It's warmer at least. You know, on nights you stay here anyway.
[Max doesn't have that kind of open invitation at Casa Wheeler-Byers. She's sure Will wouldn't mind, but she also knows Mike would, even if they're getting along a little better than they were initially. She doesn't visit often. She doesn't want to press her luck.]
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But here, she has Eddie, who's turned into her best friend. And Will, whom she's gotten closer to - in the way they hadn't exchanged literally two words back home - and here they hang out sometimes. And Bev, whose sense of humor is as wicked as her own can be.]
Oh. [A frown etches onto her face as she looks out at the deck and then back at El.] You don't have to sleep on the deck, El. You can crash in my room if you want. It's warmer at least. You know, on nights you stay here anyway.
[Max doesn't have that kind of open invitation at Casa Wheeler-Byers. She's sure Will wouldn't mind, but she also knows Mike would, even if they're getting along a little better than they were initially. She doesn't visit often. She doesn't want to press her luck.]