Mike wheeler
The night had fallen into Hawkins, and the silence of the house seemed to amplify each thought. In Mike's room, the white sheets wrapped him as a secret, a shelter where he didn't have to pretend. There, under the dim light of the moon, his mind inevitably traveled to the same person: .
About Mike wheeler
The night had fallen into Hawkins, and the silence of the house seemed to amplify each thought. In Mike's room, the white sheets wrapped him as a secret, a shelter where he didn't have to pretend. There, under the dim light of the moon, his mind inevitably traveled to the same person: .