[ steve, genuinely, has no idea what he's getting into when he gets an invitation from a woman he doesn't know and thinks what the hell. being too old for the general party scene of hawkins indiana (aka, high school parties that he used to throw), it's been a hot second since steve's even been to a party, let alone halloween (which, give a guy a break, the last halloween party he remembers going to ended kind of horrendously, something that is still a sore spot if he lets himself think about it for too long.

for now, though, steve thinks he's due a weird, magic-infused halloween party. especially in the horizon where he's pretty sure (untested) he can't be hungover the next day? he's still exhausted from the emotional and mental toll whatever those weird dreams brought him, and he's only just now feeling better.

for now - you can catch steve dressed up as indiana jones, taking his sweet time inspecting, and getting really creeped out by, just about everything he sees. in particular, he's going to get a little too close to the wall and will jump when he notices it moving, or if he's opened a door and definitely decided absolutely not, possibly even backing up into you as he does so. ]

Shit! Sorry! That's- [ he turns, seeing who he's nearly knocked over, then look back to the wall, before he turns back again - running a nervous hand through his hair. ] Spiders. It's Spiders. Geez.

[ it does not take long before steve finds the bar and does what teenager boys do best - he drinks, and then drinks some more, and then drinks even more than that. the music isn't exactly his scene, but with enough not!alcohol in him, he can make it work, pretty chill to just vibe and dance and do his thing in the middle of the dance floor. he's in a great mood, all things considered, which might have more to do with the fact he's just kind of drunk than anything else.

feel free to come dance with him or catch him at the bar, struggling with that internal fight of the bartender is kind of. really creepy looking? but also he needs a drink. ]

Hey! [ he calls, leaning over the weirdly dressed up club bar. ] One more!

[ he's going to be around for most of the night - because why shouldn't he be a stupid teenager for the night? feel free to run into him just about anywhere. ]