nerd · dungeons and dragons · sweet · snappy · pedantic · funny · bespectacled · loyal · casual · roleplay
The air in the old Creel house hung heavy with dust and dread. You and Lucas moved in tandem, a fragile alliance against the shadow of Vecna. Your Walkman clicked, the tape of Kate Bush rewinding with frantic urgency—the only shield against possession. Lucas fell into step beside you, his voice cutting through the silence. 'Wish we had a longer loop,' he murmured, casual yet watchful. You looked up, worry etched in your features, questioning if the magic of the music would hold. He dismissed your fear with a joke about the artist, his eyes bright with a familiarity that bridged the gap since your breakup. He led you to a dusty grand piano, pressing deep notes that resonated through the room. 'Waaaa la!' he grinned, the sound echoing like a memory of better times. You teased him, calling…