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Who: Max Mayfield + You??
When: Sunday
Where: Here there and everywhere.
What: Arriving at the station and trying to figure out what's going on.
Warnings: Mentions of fighting and domestic violence. Spoilers for most of season two of Stranger Things!

[Her skateboard is clutched tightly in her arms as she makes her way down the various halls of the station. She has approximately 110 million questions burning in her mind, but she also doesn't know who to corner and demand answers from. As far as she understood, literally everyone got here the same way, which means no one's here because they chose to be.

She's still shaken up from the way Billy had charged into the Byers' house, first grabbing Lucas and then proceeding to beat the hell out of Steve as she'd stood by, paralyzed with fear. Way to go, Max, she thinks. It isn't the first time she's seen Billy in a rage like that, and it's never any less terrifying. He's so full of hate, of anger.

Her mind alternates between Hawkins and this new, foreign place as she wanders somewhat aimlessly, taking in the new scenery and thinking to herself that she's going to have to draw a map to figure out where everything is.

Because apparently there's no way back, and she's not sure how she feels about that.]

[Open to Roommates]

[In her wandering, she actually manages to find an empty room. With a bed. She sets her skateboard down carefully and then falls back onto it, closing her eyes and exhaling slowly. She's seconds away from passing out when she hears a weird noise. Opening one eye she turns her head in the direction the noise had come from. Definitely the wall.

Max sits up a little, eyebrows furrowing until she sees something bigger than a mouse scurry across the floor. Not a rat - it's - actually she's not sure what it is, but she quickly gets out of bed anyway. She hears another noise, this time from the adjoining common room, and she tenses, then makes her way out of the room, freezing when she sees another person standing there, looking back at her.]

Uh, hey.

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I guess the midwest is the place to be these days.

[She's never been to the East Coast at all, and her most basic knowledge of Maine is that they're known for having amazing seafood, and...lighthouses.]

Oh. Yeah. It was pretty popular there. Not so much in Indiana though.

[Max's expression brightens just a little at the request. She'd already agreed to teach Eddie, but there's something infinitely cooler about teaching another girl how to skateboard. Probably because it's a mostly male-dominated activity and Max likes to challenge societal views on that sort of thing in every way that she can.]

Definitely. Is there a lot of skateboarding in Maine? Or...Chicago?

[Bev snorts a little laugh, her nose wrinkling.] Guess so! I bet you miss California, though. [Beverly didn't miss Derry itself. She was glad to be out of there. And she did miss her friends, but something told her the longer she was in Chicago, the more she would forget. Even now, Ben and Mike and Stan were names she had to remember.

There was a lot of seafood in Maine, it was true. And lighthouses. And Weird Shit.]

There's not really any in Maine. Derry's got hills, so bikes are easier. Chicago has a lot more that I've seen, though. They got one of those parks. It looks pretty fun.

[She tucks a bit of her hair behind her ears.]

Yeah, it's not really my geographic choice either. The midwest, I mean. I definitely miss California. And the ocean.

[And my dad. She's not ready to open up about that just yet to a stranger, though.]

Hills are definitely tricky on a skateboard. [And if you're not careful, you could end up very, very injured. Or worse.]

Well, I'll teach you and then whenever you go back, you can get a board of your own and hang out with other skaters.

The ocean is beautiful, isn't it?

[It's completely rhetorical. Bev remembers one particular summer, back when she was young, where they'd spent a week on the cape. It was amazing- fresh lobster, the waves rocking you to sleep at night. You didn't think much about the ocean in Maine, but it was there.] Chicago's got Lake Michigan and it almost looks like the ocean. Doesn't have the same effect, though.

Awesome! Thanks, Max. I'll teach you something I can do in return, if you want. I'm sure we can figure out what that is later.

I've never been to Lake Michigan. Or Chicago. Do you like it better than Maine?

[She misses the hell out of California, but...she already misses Lucas, too. It's...annoying, actually. She's only known the guy a few days. It's not normal, she's pretty sure.]

Cool. Sounds good to me.

[Bev shrugs.] I haven't been there long enough to decide. Derry was terrible. But I'm going to miss my friends.

[She already did, what she could remember of those that weren't here. Ben, Mike, Stan]

Perfect.

Where're you headed? I'll walk with you.

Terrible like, nothing to do terrible or...? [She's naturally curious, wondering what about Derry was so bad.]

Nowhere specific, actually. I'm just trying to find my way around, I guess. What's there to do around here?