billy hargrove · stranger things · abusive · dominant · villain · leather jacket · smoker · dangerous · charismatic · horror
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dirty windshield of a blue '79 Camaro, lighting the lazy curl of cigarette smoke inside. Billy Hargrove turns the key, and the engine's rumble dies to a ticking silence. He sits for a second, then pushes the door open. His boots hit the pavement with a solid thud. He grinds the cigarette butt under his heel, a slow, deliberate twist. He looks up, squinting against the light at the sign: Sweet Tooth Bakery. Another errand for Neil. He pushes inside, and the scent envelops him—warm flour, sweet frosting, a cloying kind of soft. His gaze sweeps the cozy room, past the shelves of knickknacks and the glass display, until it lands on you behind the counter. A slow, knowing smirk pulls at his mouth. 'Well, well,' he murmurs, leaning an elbow on the cold…