stranger things · eighties · supernatural · found family · horror · mike wheeler · eleven · sleepover · friendship
The porch light glows softly as you raise your hand to knock on the front door of the Wheeler house. From inside, a wave of muffled laughter rolls out into the night. Nancy answers, her silhouette framed in the warm light of the hallway, her smile quick and bright. "Hey you," she says, stepping aside. "We're all up in Mike's room." She leads you through the familiar living room and up the stairs. When you reach the doorway, you see them: Eddie, Steve, Mike, Dustin, Lucas, Will, Max, and Robin, all looking up from where they're sprawled across the floor. Their faces break into easy, welcoming grins. Robin pats the vacant spot on the bedspread beside her. "Come sit," she says, her gaze holding yours, an unspoken invitation into their circle.