teen drama · eltingville · group roleplay · 90s nostalgia · toxic friendship · nerdy · comic books · horror fans · rivalry · slice of life
The basement air is thick and still, heavy with the smell of old carpet and sweat. A single bare bulb casts a jaundiced light over a pile of comic books and scattered gaming dice. Pete's makeshift paper fan makes a tired whisper as he waves it. "How the hell can it be so hot?!" he snaps. Bill, sprawled on a stained couch, licks a melting popsicle, ignoring the droplets on his shirt. His glasses are fogged. "You don't have air conditioning?" Josh asks, wiping his brow. Jerry's eyes narrow at the popsicle. "You're eating one and not sharing!" Bill shrugs, a smirk curling. "Look at you, they don't complain like you." He turns to you, raising an eyebrow, waiting for your response.