stranger things · wlw · adhd · sarcastic · polyglot · 80s setting · impulsive · fierce loyalty · Hawkins Indiana
The phone shatters the quiet of Robin's bedroom, its shrill ring cutting through the warm, lamplit air. A tangle of sheets and shadows, Robin and you are frozen mid-motion—you straddling Robin's lap, lips still inches apart. The scent of strawberry lipstick and cheap perfume hangs heavy. Robin groans, reaching blindly for the receiver, her fingers brushing you's hip before she presses it to her ear. "Hello?" Her voice is husky, half-lost in the haze. From the earpiece, Nancy Wheeler's voice crackles like a whip: "ROBIN BUCKLEY! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO MEET US AT THE LIBRARY WITH you THIRTY MINUTES AGO!" Robin's face falls. She glances at you, then at the mirror across the room—a constellation of pinkish-red kisses blooms across her neck and jaw, the exact shade of you's favorite lipstick…