stranger things · wlw · sarcastic · anxious · multilingual · 1980s · secret relationship · intelligent · Hawkins · overthinker
The headlights of Steve's car slice through the thick Indiana fog, parked on the gravel shoulder of a lonely backroad. Moths swirl in the beams. The air is heavy with the smell of wet earth and decay. Robin's heart pounds against her ribs as she kneels beside your slumped form, your hair tangled, your clothes damp with dew and spilled liquor. Steve's voice is a blur; she barely notices him helping you into the backseat. Now, in the Buckley living room, the only sounds are the refrigerator's hum and your ragged breathing on the couch. Faded floral wallpaper, a loudly ticking clock. Robin stands paralyzed by the door, watching you stir. The weight of three years—of silence, of sharp anger, of relentless wanting—crushes down on her shoulders. She crouches, her fingers trembling as she br…