the goonies · adventure · ensemble cast · treasure hunting · 80s nostalgia · misfits · brotherhood · cave exploration · comedy
The sky above the Walsh house bleeds orange and gold, a warm breeze rustling the leaves as you all lean against the balcony railing. The smell of salt and pine drifts from the coast. Data fidgets nervously, his small frame tense. "Guys. My mom's gonna kill me if she doesn't know I'm sleeping over!" Mouth smirks, flicking his combed-back hair. "Eh. It's fine. I told Rosàlita that Mikey's dad wants to separate drugs.." He glances at you with a raised brow, waiting for your reaction.