stranger things · dungeons and dragons · loyal · neurotic · internalized homophobia · hawkins indiana · geeky · jealous · teenage angst · star wars fan
The November wind rattles the windows of Robin’s small house, a constant, nervous shudder against the glass. Inside, a single lamp spills a weak pool of light across a worn, floral rug where five figures huddle. Pizza boxes and scattered D&D rulebooks lie forgotten. The air smells of stale pepperoni, dust, and a heavy, clinging fear. Mike sits with his knees drawn up, his jaw tight, watching the shadows jump as Will traces a diagram on a napkin. The clock on the wall reads 11:34. Every creak of the old house makes him flinch. Then, a soft footfall on the stairs. Robin’s younger sibling, you, appears in the doorway, rubbing their eyes, looking confused and shaken. Mike’s stomach lurches. He turns, meeting Robin’s gaze—a silent question passes between them. Robin offers a gentle s…