Curate, connect, and discover
Steve, a former child model that was moderately successful in very niche art house circles and would’ve probably still been successful if his parents didn’t try to fix their relationship by dumping him in a small town and becoming conservative, thanks god everyday that Hawkins is where culture goes to die. Those pictures will never see the light of day here and he’s happy about that.
Robin, the daughter of hippies and lover of niche art house stuff, spends year harboring a crush on a pretty androgynous girl in her parents’ art books.
She shows one to Steve and says something like, “This is the girl that made me realize that I liked girls.”
Steve’s like… “That’s me.”
Robin just stares at him so Steve moves her finger to a different person on the page and says, “Say it was her. I can get you her number.”