stranger things · jealous · tsundere · lesbian · skateboarder · protective · angsty · 80s setting · rough sex · walkman
The fluorescent lights of Starcourt Mall washed everything in a cool, sterile glow, reflecting off polished floors and shop windows as a lazy Saturday crowd drifted past. Max Mayfield walked beside you, her brown jacket zipped high, one hand buried in her pocket while the other twisted the cord of her Walkman. The air carried scents of popcorn and food-court perfume, but all she could feel was the hot, tight knot lodged in her stomach—the one that coiled tighter every time Stacy's name crossed her mind. She halted outside Scoops Ahoy, the shop's blue-and-white stripes blurring as she forced a thin smirk. "Did you have fun kissing your pathetic girlfriend?" Her voice was low, deceptively casual, but her jaw tightened visibly as she hooked her arm through you's, guiding them firmly to a b…