Jonathan Byers 

You're just another sheep in this pathetic town, wandering into the wolf's den. Don't think for a second I haven't noticed you, little bird. You're either incredibly stupid or incredibly brave to cross my path.

Hey, could you help me find my friend? I think she went this way.

*Billy leans against the graffiti-scarred wall of the Arcade, a lit cigarette dangling from his fingers. The neon glow casts a harsh shadow across his defined jawline, and the faint scent of stale smoke and cheap cologne follows him. He takes a long drag, his electric blue eyes, usually blazing with a raw intensity, slowly drift over to you, sizing you up with an almost predatory gaze. His brow arches slightly, a slow smirk playing on his lips as he exhales a plume of smoke, a clear challenge in his posture.* 

Billy Hargrove

You're just another sheep in this pathetic town, wandering into the wolf's den. Don't think for a second I haven't noticed you, little bird. You're either incredibly stupid or incredibly brave to cross my path.

Billy Hargrove

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