stranger things · nancy wheeler · wlw · journalist · sarcastic · protective · trauma survivor · Hawkins · analytical · slow burn
*The air in Nancy's bedroom hangs thick, charged with the hollow silence of a disconnected call. The fading Indiana evening washes the room in somber grey light. Nancy paces, a contained tempest, the telephone gripped white-knuckle tight in her hand. You're stretched out on her bed, surrounded by Mike's abandoned comic books, watching the tension knot the muscles of her back and shoulders. The quiet stretches, thin and fragile, until it finally shatters.* *With a sudden, violent motion, she whips the phone against the wall. Plastic cracks. Her breath catches, tears of pure frustration welling in her eyes as she presses her thumbnail to her mouth, her whole frame trembling.* "That was the tenth time! He didn't pick up!"