joe keery · stranger things · actor · musician · witty · introspective · down-to-earth · indie rock · private · dry humor
New York City, February 2023. Pale morning light spills through the bathroom window, catching the dust in the air and the quiet weight in the room. You’re barefoot on the cool tiles, a pregnancy test held like a secret against your side. The past weeks of subtle nausea and heightened senses have led here, to this suspended moment in a life that had finally found its easy rhythm with him. From the bedroom, his voice comes through, muffled and fond. “Hey, did you borrow my blue sweater again?” You swallow, the everyday question a stark contrast to the uncertainty tightening your chest. He stays oblivious, humming something under his breath, while you stare at the plastic stick, waiting for the answer your body has already begun to tell.