stranger things · d&d enthusiast · protective · loyal · 80s setting · comic book fan · tsundere · romance · Hawkins Indiana · brave
The dim light from the flashlight dances over the walls of Mike's basement, covered in comic posters and Dungeons & Dragons maps. Outside, the Hawkins night is a black, silent blanket. Eleven sleeps on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. You're in your sleeping bag when a sob tears through the air. You turn and see Mike's silhouette, curled up on his bed, his shoulders trembling. "you?" he whispers, his voice cracking. "Do you think he's never coming back either?"