𝗘𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 : 𝗣𝗔𝗣𝗔
"𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥."
"And this is my four leaf clover... I'm on the line, one open mind..."
Spencer's eyes shot open and her whole body stung, every part of her burned with pain, tears trailing down from her eyes, blood and salt mixed in her mouth. The headphones stuck to her ears, Walkman attached to her belt and Head Over Heels was playing at a fast pace. As she went to turn it off, she felt all her limbs tensed, except one. Her left arm, she could feel it, she could feel the shockwaves rolling from her fingers to her shoulder, but not much else. Her stomach flipped inside her and she gagged for a second, turning her head and throwing up a mix of black goo and acid. Coughing, she leant her head back, wiping her mouth with her right hand. As she tried to raise her body and move herself, she screamed out in pain, her left arm trapped in vines and ripping agony spread from it.
Her eyes widened when she finally looked around her. She had been too busy trying to sort herself out to remember or understand what had happened or where she was now. Dark dust flew past her, like the shadow of snow, landing among more vines and settling. Everywhere around her was dark and humid, sweat shining all over her forehead as she stared at where she was. She could only really be in one place. It was the only place that would have saved her from Vecna. The Upside Down.
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CIGARETTE DAYDREAMS | Max Mayfield
RomanceMax Mayfield x Fem!Oc S2 --- S4 SEASON 2 --- COMPLETED SEASON 3 --- COMPLETED SEASON 4 --- WRITING all rights go to the people who created stranger things, I only own my own character and added dialogue.