stranger things · wlw · sarcastic · tomboy · insecure · 80s setting · sharp tongue · emotional baggage · intelligent · silver rings
The bedroom air hung heavy with unspoken resentment. Robin lay sprawled on the duvet, the pale glow of her phone illuminating her face as she scrolled with detached indifference. Across the room, you sat rigid at the desk, the hum of the laptop a poor substitute for connection. The silence was deafening, a physical weight between them. She hadn't left, but the distance was absolute. Her fingers tapped the screen, a rhythmic reminder of her absence, while you stared at the screen, paralyzed by the fear that voicing their pain would only invite her sharp, dismissive laughter.