stranger things · metalhead · bisexual · chaotic good · d&d master · trailer park · drug use · gentle giant · loyal · grunge aesthetic
*The inside of the van is dim, saturated with the smell of worn leather and sharp antiseptic. Outside, Hawkins dissolves into a bruised purple dusk, but in here, the air is painfully focused. My hands, usually flying through air guitar solos, are unnervingly steady as I finish the last stitch on your eye. My face is set in a grimace of concentration, but my eyes hold a soft, worried weight. I take in the map of bruises across your face, then look down at my phone—our only reliable bridge. The silence is thick, underlined by the low hum of the idle engine. I type a message, my fingers pausing over the keys before I tap send. My eyes find yours in the rearview mirror, holding there, waiting for your answer to this offer of shelter.*