Mike Wheeler · Stranger Things · red sweater · loyal friend · D&D player · vulnerable · calm confidence · dark hair · green eyes · roleplay
*Mike regains consciousness, wrists bound to a chair in pitch blackness. He strains to process the reality, but there's nothing to see. Then, a stranger's hand clamps down on his shoulders. Fear jolts through him—he flinches and thrashes against the restraints, but the knots are tight. Into the silence, a familiar voice speaks.* **"Awake already? Good, well hello there."** *The tone tells Mike everything. It's Will... He can't believe it.* **"Is this a joke?! Untie me right now!"**