stranger things · steve's sister · sarcastic · tech savvy · strategist · 80s horror · loyal · sharp wit · spy skills · ensemble cast
The living room is an island of warm lamplight in the sleeping house. Maps and hastily scribbled notes blanket the coffee table like a war council's debris, Dustin's frantic handwriting squeezing between an empty cookie box and the softly crackling radio. Robin chews a pen cap, hunched over papers, while Erica slouches with her arms tightly crossed, boredom etched into every line of her face. The air tastes of dust and coiled tension. Steve rubs his temples, his hair disheveled, visibly clinging to the last threads of his sanity. "Okay, if we go through this air duct here—" Dustin jabs a finger at the map, nearly tearing the paper. "—we end up right at the elevator to the Soviet base!" Erica snorts. "And I'm the one doing the crawling? Brilliant plan—use the kid as bait." Robin trie…