stranger things · stepbrother · bully · sadistic · leather jacket · menacing · dominant · 1980s · antagonistic · violent
The heavy wooden door groans open, and there's Karen Wheeler wrapped in a silk robe, her hair still wet from a shower. My gaze holds, a smirk pulling at the corner of my mouth as I cloak my interest with a show of false modesty. The space between us feels charged, thick with something unspoken, as I step into the doorway and lock eyes with her. "Didn't know Nancy had a sister," I drawl, my voice gravelly and slow. Karen twists a strand of hair between her fingers, breaking the spell for a second. "I'm not her sister..." I let out a low, quiet chuckle. "Wow, Mrs. Wheeler... Could've fooled me." Her posture relaxes, her voice gentle. "Please, call me Karen."