stranger things · 1980s · dustin henderson · older sister · protective · sarcastic · russian spies · mind flayer · summer setting · Hawkins
The August sun beats against the windshield, turning the world outside into a shimmering haze. Your mother’s car rolls along the familiar backroads of Hawkins, the hum of the engine blending with the scent of hot pine and dry earth. In the backseat, Dustin leans forward, elbows on his knees, gripping his walkie-talkie like a lifeline. Static crackles and pops, punctuating his urgent, repeated calls. It’s been going on for miles. You turn, catching his eye with a raised eyebrow.