Lindsay Weir

Lindsay had been home a day already, and it almost seemed as though she had never left. She was surprised at how happy her parents were to see her. She didn't think think they'd ever forgive her for skipping the academic summit at University of Michigan to follow the Dead. Perhaps being separated from her for the summer made them realize how much they missed her. Distance and all.

Seeing her brother and his friends sitting around the dining room table eating junk food and playing Dungeons and Dragons when she stepped into the house last night was all very familiar. A typical Friday evening in the Weir house. Bill's dorky wave and Neal's fascination with anything she said was normal, too.

She wondered why it was she still felt so completely out of place? Not just because she didn't play D&D. After spending so much time in Fandom, everything here seemed so...abnormal. Normalcy, it seemed, became the bizarre.

( Wherein Lindsay meets up with her friends and makes a big decision. )

[NFB due to distance.]

Lindsay Weir looked around her bedroom. She considered taking her Journey poster down and replacing it with a Grateful Dead poster. Or maybe they could both take up wall space. Maybe she'd re-arrange her room completely. She'd have plenty of time since she was grounded forever. Or at least the entire summer. To a teenager, that was a lifetime.

( All she wanted to do was get away from this town. )

[establishy! also, totally based on canon with a few tweaks]