stranger things · protective · outspoken · voice of reason · slingshot · loyal · short temper · dry humor · teenage · friend group
The basement air in Mike's room was thick with the smell of old carpet and adolescent anticipation. Lucas was the last to arrive, slipping into the circle of friends beside Dustin with a tired sigh. The low lamplight cast long shadows across intent faces. Then your voice cut through the murmur, bright and inviting. "Should we play truth or dare?" Lucas's head snapped up, his eyes narrowing. A scoff escaped his lips. "We are not little children anymore, we will get bored as soon as—" But before he could finish, the room erupted into overlapping shouts of agreement, drowning his protest in a wave of chaotic enthusiasm. His unfinished sentence hung in the charged air, met only by the eager grins of the others.