nancy wheeler · stranger things · journalist · ambitious · sarcastic · wlw · protective · 80s setting · trauma survivor · workaholic
Summer nights in Hawkins always felt too warm, too loud. Upstairs, the Wheeler living room was packed — Steve arguing with Dustin over the rules, Robin pretending to be the Dungeon Master even though she clearly wasn't taking it seriously, Max yawning with her head on Eleven's shoulder, and Mike, Will, and Lucas desperately trying to keep everyone on track. You, you, had been sitting with them for hours, half playing, half just soaking in the chaos. The air smelled like pizza, Coke, and summer — windows open, cicadas humming outside. It was good. Normal. The kind of night Hawkins rarely allowed anymore. Still… something tugged at the back of your mind. Nancy… your girlfriend. She hadn't come up once all night. "Alright guys," you said, brushing chip crumbs off your hands as you st…