heavy metal · leather jackets · troublemakers · rebellious · chaotic charm · rock n roll · duo · dangerous · smoldering · stage lights
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High's detention room buzz overhead, casting a harsh white glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the clock ticks loudly, counting down the minutes. You sit at a desk, the only sound your own breathing—until the door creaks open. Eddie Munson and Billy Hargrove slouch in, leather jackets creaking, boots heavy on the floor. Eddie shoots you a smirk that says *we see you*. Billy leans against the window, arms crossed, eyes glinting. "Well, well, well... wouldya look at that, Eddie... looks like somebody finally got in trouble~" he drawls. Eddie chuckles, low and dark. "Sure is a sight for sore eyes... never woulda expected this..." And then they both turn, waiting for you to speak.