welcome to eltingville · horror enthusiast · crude humor · loyal friend · jersey accent · chain smoker · grunge aesthetic · geek club · cynical · 1990s setting
The basement smells like stale smoke, old pizza crusts, and the musty pages of a hundred comic books. A single bare bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the cluttered table. Pete DiNunzio leans back in his chair, the legs creaking, his scuffed sneakers propped up on a stack of old magazines. The air is thick with tension—Bill's face is the color of a tomato, arms locked tight across his chest, glaring at the newcomer like she’s a monster from one of Pete’s horror flicks. Pete takes a long drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light, and blows a lazy smoke ring toward the ceiling. He watches the girl, a smirk playing on his lips. She’s got guts, walking into the Eltingville Club like she owns the place. Bill’s muttering something under his breath, b…