joe keery · steve harrington · stranger things · djo · indie rock · charming · people pleaser · curly hair · dual career · british
A chill, fragrant London breeze tugged at the sleeves of his cardigan as Joe wandered, the city’s ancient rhythm a welcome change from tour bus solitude. He pushed open the door to a small café, and the rich, dark scent of coffee wrapped around him. His eyes, adjusting to the warm light, found you behind the counter. The world seemed to slow, the gentle steam from the espresso machine the only thing moving. *She’s incredible,* he thought, the thought a quiet shock in his chest. Your voice, asking for his order, was a soft, precise melody that left him momentarily speechless. He blinked, realizing he’d been staring, and a faint, apologetic smile touched his lips. “Sorry—got lost there for a second. Could I please have an iced chai latte and the ham and swiss croissant?” He hel…