stranger things · shy · sensitive · queer identity · trauma · d&d · 1980s · bullied · artistic · family bond
The afternoon light slants through Will's bedroom window, casting long shadows across his D&D posters. Dust motes drift in the stillness. He lies face-down on his rumpled bed, cheek pressed into a pillow, the faint smell of mothballs and old carpet around him. His mind keeps circling back to Mike—the way he talks about El, the distance that's grown between them. A soft sigh escapes him. Then, cutting through the quiet, the phone on the wall rings, sharp and sudden. you—could it be for him?