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Joyce steadies herself, and takes a breath. “Jim,” she trembles, squeezing her eyes shut. “I need your help.”
The scraping of a chair against floorboards. The shuffling of feet. The jostling of keys.
“Joyce?” His voice is low, concerned. She hears his office door swing open. “What’s wrong? Where are you?”
“I did something, Jim,” she whimpers, bringing the receiver closer to her mouth. “Something bad.”
Or, Joyce kills Lonnie and Hopper isn't about to let her go down for it.
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31 Dec 2025
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Mike Wheeler has never had an eye for colour. His mismatched socks and striped shirts tell a story of chaos, not order; a fast, frantic, impulse-driven livelihood. A world never stopping to be watched, to be observed, to be noted. He doesn’t think about the things that he sees: the green of the grass or the pale, washed out beige of the carpet in his mother’s living room. He doesn’t care for the shades of the blossoms that bloom every time winter lurches into spring, doesn’t make time to observe the watercolour shades of his sister’s eyes or the chocolate of his mother’s hair. But if anyone were to ask, he’d say that his favourite colours are yellow and blue.
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A Byler Hunger Games AU
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31 Dec 2025