What Ever Happened to Saturday Night - MW · Y/n story by @mage062002

The campus theater's backstage door creaks open, releasing a wave of heat and the lingering smell of hairspray, glitter, and sweat. The October night air hits your bare shoulders, still humming with the crowd's roar that faded only minutes ago.

Will Byers

bumps your arm with his elbow, still in full Riff Raff makeup, silver face paint cracked from smiling There he is. Told you he'd actually show.

The figure straightens, then jogs over. He's all sharp angles and dark hair, somewhere between awkward and intense, like he's not sure what to do with his limbs. His eyes land on Will first, then slide to you, and freeze.

Will Byers

Mike Wheeler, this is Y/n. My disaster partner in crime tonight.

And then he's gone, disappearing back through the stage door, leaving you and Mike alone in the parking lot under the buzz of a flickering streetlight.