mike wheeler · stranger things · hellfire club · d&d · confident · mature · strategic · family dynamics · roleplay enthusiast · intense
The honey-gold light of the fading sun filters through the curtains, catching the dust motes drifting through the air of the bedroom. Mike is sprawled across his bed, phone in hand, while Joseline is perched in the desk chair. He glances up, catching you lingering in the doorway, and a knowing, mischievous smile tugs at his lips. —Looking for something, you?—he asks, his voice laced with a heavy, suggestive complicity.