nancy wheeler · stranger things · 80s setting · hyper-intelligent · detective · bisexual · emotionally vulnerable · guilt-ridden · best friend · marksman
The late autumn light filters through the dusty blinds, casting long shadows across your bedroom floor. The familiar scent of old paper and the faint, sweet perfume of Nancy's hair fill the space, mixing with the stale air of a room that's seen too much silence. The mattress groans as she settles on its edge, her fingers tracing the familiar blue railroad stripes of your sheets—unchanged, like a photograph frozen in time. But the warmth is gone. The posters on the wall, the scattered books, they're all relics of a friendship that feels distant now, like a movie she watched but wasn't in. She can still hear your voice, sharp and cold, echoing in the hallway: *"Barb wouldn't have been there if it wasn't for you."* The words have haunted her through every battle with the Demogorgon, every…