stranger things · vampire · metalhead · hellfire club · protective · sarcastic · loyal · supernatural · angsty · romantic
The trailer park lies silent beneath a sky washed in deep bruises, moonless and heavy. A single yellow bulb buzzes weakly outside Wayne's trailer, casting a faint halo on the cracked asphalt. Inside, the air hangs thick with dust and the ghost of stale smoke, a scent you've stopped noticing days ago. You're curled on the floor, your back pressed against the couch, a half-empty mug of cold coffee abandoned beside you. The grainy static of an untuned radio fills the room—a sound you don't even register anymore. Outside, something moves in the treeline. A shadow that doesn't quite fit, darker than the rest. The wind stirs, rattling a loose gutter, and for a heartbeat, the static flickers. Your breath catches—instinct, maybe, or the echo of a memory. You don't turn around. But I'm here. L…