hi welcome back to me being COMPLETELY insane

so i watched season 5 with my mom and realized that there is a shot where it’s shown what is in Steve Harrington’s glove compartment.

so, here’s pictures of that for your convenience.

am i knowledgeable enough to know what ANY of that stuff is aside from the deck of cards and the map dustin takes? nope. so i turn it over to you, the people of tumblr, to help me figure it out. it happens at roughly 36:50 of episode 4 if you desire to acquire your own images.

go forth and conquer!

Hopper watches.

He watches as notebook, notebook, coloring book, sketch pad, notebook are methodically and pointedly stacked on the table in front of him. The stack is topped off with a ziplock bag of colored pencils.

Hopper raises an eyebrow.

He asks the five year old in front of him, “Homework?”

“No,” Steve says. “I’m an artist now. I’m gonna be an artist when I grow up.”

“I thought you were going to be a lawyer.”

“No,” Steve makes a face. “Being a lawyer is boring. I’m gonna work with my dad when I’m big but I’m gonna be an artist. And a ninja.”

Hopper nods.

He takes a bite out of a stick of celery, “Sounds like you got it all planned out.”

“Uh-huh,” Steve agrees, opening the notebook on top. He flips through the colorful pages as he says, “In art class, Mr Healy told us to draw ourselves as animals. I’m a monkey. Duh.”

Steve shows Hopper a kid drawing of a monkey-like figure with a squiggle of brown hair and an S on its chest, “I’m wearing a shirt like Alvin.”

“What’s that?” Hopper asks, pointing to a blue scribble in the corner.

“That’s Tommy. He’s a shark,” Steve says. “You can’t see him ‘cause he’s under water so he doesn’t die.”

He points to another monkey and says, “This is Carol. She’s a cat, I’m really good at drawing cats.”

“Right,” Hopper nods. “That’s a good picture, kid.”

Steve beams at the compliment.

He flips wildly through the next few pages in his notebook before holding it up to show Hopper a seal in a wide-brimmed hat, “This is you.”

“I’m a seal?”

“That’s a sea lion ‘cause you’re like a sea lion,” Steve says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “You’re not a seal ‘cause you got ears and big hands. Seals don’t got ears. They got holes for ears and little fins so they just wiggle around. You don’t wiggle.”

“Oh, okay.”

“I sawed you walkin’ the other day when it was real slippery,” Steve adds. “You waddle. Like a sea lion.”

Before Hopper can respond Steve rips the page out of his notebook, “You can have it.”

“Thanks.”

Hopper is contemplating folding the drawing so he can put it in his pocket when Callahan walks over. He doesn’t get a word out before Steve is ripping another page out of his notebook and holding it out, “I drawed a picture of you.”

Callahan takes the drawing, looks at it and frowns, “You drew me as a snowman?”

“Yeah,” Steve nods. “He has macaroni in his head like your hair. I’m a really good artist.”

“What’s this?” Callahan asks, pointing to a big circle in the corner.

“That’s the sun,” Steve says. “So you melt and no one ever has to see you again.”