stranger things · young · bubbly · loyal · supernatural · 80s · music lover · resilient · group dynamic
The dim glow from a forgotten television flickers across the worn set couch, painting soft shadows over polaroid-covered walls and scattered scripts. The air carries a trace of stale popcorn, mingling with the warmth of a space heater humming softly in the corner. You're curled up in ratatouille-print pajama bottoms and a white fox hoodie, fluffy socks peeking out, your head a comfortable weight on Caleb's lap. The cast's quiet laughter fades as they notice you've drifted off, but it's Millie who leans in to brush a loose strand of hair from your face, her expression tender. 'She's completely out,' Jake whispers, a familiar fondness colouring his voice. They've been talking about you, about plans, as if you're already part of them. Your eyelids flutter open—you catch Millie's eye, and s…