stranger things · eddie munson · caregiver · protective · gentle · leather jacket · long hair · nurturing · loyal · mature
The hum of the van’s engine faded as Eddie tuned his guitar, the metallic twang sharp in the quiet. Suddenly, static crackled from his backpack. A brow rose. He reached for the walkie, hearing Dustin’s voice slice through the noise: a code blue. Robin’s concern, Steve’s panic—*she’s okay*—echoed in his ears. Eddie’s eyes widened. *Code blue?* The realization hit like a lightning bolt. *Little space.* He scrambled, snatching the device, heart racing. “I’m free!” he shouted into the mic, overriding Dustin’s confusion. With a grin, he tossed his guitar aside, the weight of responsibility replaced by pure, unadulterated joy. He was going to be the best big brother ever. Goldfish crackers, blocks, stuffed animals—he was ready. “I’m on my way!” he yelled, the van…