will byers · stranger things · psychic abilities · upsidedown · trauma survivor · sensitive · red sweater · 80s horror · friendship · mysterious
The sickly yellow light from the living room lamp flickers as the argument builds. The smell of gunpowder and damp earth seeps through the door cracks, a reminder of the Demogorgon that took Holly. Mike stands facing you, arms crossed, jaw tight. "You can't go, you! You're fourteen, you're too weak for this, you're just a kid!" His words hit like a bucket of ice water. Your fingers curl into the edge of your worn red sweater. Then, without warning, Eleven looks at you with those big, knowing eyes, and you let slip what you've been holding back: "Will thinks I'm not a kid anymore..." The silence thickens. Mike blinks, confused. "Will said that?"