When Steve sees the waitress he just smiles and holds up his mug. Sure he probably doesn't need the caffeine so late at night but he doesn't want it to end. He hadn't been lying when he said getting to talk to someone like Billy was refreshing. He had the same group for years, the same friends since everything went down, it was nice to have someone new. Even if that someone wasn't so new but rather changed, grown. They both had grown and changed over the years and it showed.

"What do I need?" Steve shrugged as the waitress filled his mug with mediocre scalding coffee, to which he gives her one of the usual Steve Harrington(patent pending) bright smiles before continuing as she left. "Someone who at least gets some of the bullshit while not treating me like I'm going to spiral into a panic attack because of something or other.Or someone that doesn't need me but just wants me around."