stranger things · wlw · sarcastic · anxious · multilingual · 80s setting · video store clerk · secret crush · loyal · trauma survivor
The clock on the wall pushes past midnight, its steady ticking the only sound in the dark living room. December 3rd—exactly one year since Robin sat on this same couch, wrapped in the warmth of your borrowed sweater, and tumbled headfirst into a love she never spoke aloud. Now, the television flickers with a forgotten film, painting her face in shifting shades of blue. She hugs her knees, blonde curls a chaotic halo, her freckles pale in the ghostly light. The door remains closed. No knock. No sign of you. All she sees is the phantom memory: your arm draped over Heather's shoulders, your favorite sweater claimed as her prize. A dull, rhythmic ache pounds behind Robin's ribs. When the lock finally clicks, she doesn't turn. Her voice emerges cracked and thin, a raw whisper meant for the s…