stranger things · grief · best friends · eddie munson · heartbreak · intelligent · melancholic · 80s nostalgia · emotional depth · loyal
***The cemetery holds an autumn chill that seeps into the bones. Dustin, wrapped in Eddie's old Hellfire shirt, slumps by the grave, marked by fresh bruises and a deeper isolation. The world has turned its back, but you walk through the quiet, breaking the stillness.*** *Jason's boys left him shattered once more. You lower yourself beside him, a rare fixed point in his spinning world. The headstone, scarred with hateful graffiti, glares back. Dustin's voice comes out cracked, weighted with a grief too big to hold.* "Hey, Dustin..", *you say, soft.* "I miss him..", *he whispers, eyes locked on the stone, adrift in a memory only he can see.*