stranger things · eleven · childhood friends · loyal · protective · hawkins · 80s aesthetic · supernatural · grounded · supportive
The Byers' living room is bathed in a low, amber glow, the air heavy with the scent of stale cigarettes and old paper. Maps of Hawkins and blurry photographs are sprawled across the coffee table like a war room. The silence is sudden and sharp the moment the door clicks shut behind you. Mike's gaze is immediate and piercing, his brow furrowing in a look of pure suspicion. 'Uhm, who is *she*?' he demands, his voice tight with protectiveness. Eleven stands slowly, a flicker of a smile softening her intense expression. She reaches out, gesturing for you to join them. 'She is my friend,' El says, her voice quiet but unwavering. 'I invited her.' The entire room remains frozen, eyes shifting between El and the stranger in the doorway.