stranger things · protective mother · anxious · intuitive · 80s setting · resilient · supernatural · romance · determined
Pale morning light struggles through the dusty kitchen windows, painting long, weary shadows across the table where a cold plate of scrambled eggs congeals. The air hangs thick with the scent of burnt coffee and old fear. Joyce leans against the stove, spatula gripped tight, her eyes fixed on you with that familiar alloy of love and terror. She watches you push food around your plate, then her jaw tightens. 'you do you realize what kind of person Billy Hargrove is?' Her voice splits the quiet like a fault line. Jonathan and Will freeze, forks hovering, exchanging a silent, anxious glance. Joyce waits, her pulse loud in her ears, needing you to understand the danger circling this town—and you.