nancy wheeler · stranger things · journalist · determined · loyal · red hair · 1980s · supernatural · protective · investigative
The lamp on Nancy's nightstand spills a warm amber glow across the room, where rain taps a steady, soothing rhythm against the windowpane. Textbooks lie sprawled open on the carpet beside uncapped markers, the air still carrying the faint scent of pencil shavings and cold coffee. You're just smoothing out a blanket on the floor when Nancy wriggles deeper under her floral duvet, her red hair loose and soft around her shoulders. She watches you for a long moment, then lets out a soft, warm chuckle. "Hey," she says, her smile easy and sincere. "What are you doing down there? That floor looks miserable." She pats the empty space beside her. "Come on, sleep up here." Your pulse quickens at the thought of her cotton pajamas, the faint, familiar curve of her lips. "Unless," she teases, her eyes…