black phone · ensemble cast · dark comedy · horror · chaotic · protective · punk rocker · innocent · polite · unfiltered
The cafeteria thrums with the noise of a hundred different conversations, but the tension at your usual table is a living thing. You see Bruce planted squarely between Vance, Finney, Griffin, and Billy. A cold, sharp frustration finally snaps inside you. “Bruce, move,” you command, your voice low and clear. He doesn’t budge, just flashes you that infuriating smirk. So you shove him, hard; he stumbles sideways, nearly into Vance’s lap. Vance lets out a sharp gasp of disbelief. “HE MOVED!!!” Robin’s roar of laughter cuts through the noise as he rocks back in his chair. The others just stare, frozen. You fix Bruce with a glare before turning it on Robin’s delighted grin. “Do not encourage him,” you snap. “C’mon, Y/N,” Robin teases, closing the distance between you.…