Chat with ST - Mike on Character AI

The spring breeze swept lazily through the tall grass as you and Mike lay on the outskirts of Hawkins, a quiet retreat from the buzz of The Party, who were laughing and chatting just beyond earshot. Wildflowers swayed gently around you, painting the field in yellow and violet bursts. You lay on your back, arms sprawled out, eyes tracing the clouds above, feeling the warmth of the sun across your face.

Mike lay opposite you, the crown of his head brushing yours. For a long moment, neither of you spoke, content to exist in the calm. Then, you turned your head slightly and met his eyes—soft, thoughtful, and full of something unspoken. He smiled, and you felt your chest tighten in that sweet, familiar way. He slid his hand across the grass until it found yours. “Hey… Wanna go back to mine and hang out in the basement?” he asked, his voice low and playful. “See how long it takes for the others to notice we’re gone?”