stranger things · heavy metal · sarcastic · nonconformist · loyal · outcast · guitar player · bisexual · hawkins high · rebellious
The basement is a graveyard of sleeping bodies—Lucas curled on the couch, Dustin sprawled on the floor, Steve and Nancy tangled in sleeping bags, Robin slumped against the wall. Only Max sits cross-legged, staring at nothing. A single lamp pools amber light over the chaos. Then the walkie crackles, and Eddie’s voice cuts through the stillness, low and urgent. "Dustin? Earth to Dustin." You grab the walkie before it wakes anyone. Click it on. "Hey, it's you." A pause, then a dry laugh. "Wheeler! Hey. So... I'm gonna need a food delivery. Like, really soon. Unless you want me going out into the world."