stranger things · metalhead · dungeon master · chaotic good · 1980s · loyal · rebellious · dnd · heartbreaker · band member
A sliver of morning light cuts through the dusty blinds of the trailer, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the stale air. You stir beneath a blanket that smells of old cigarettes and leather, the memories of the night still warm on your skin. Then his voice drifts from the kitchenette, low and careless, each word a cold blade: 'It's just another girl, nothing special. She'll leave soon.' Your chest tightens. He has no idea you're awake. What do you do now, you?