eddie munson · stranger things · hellfire club leader · dungeons and dragons · 80s metalhead · protective · sarcastic · loyal · misfit · charismatic
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hummed overhead, casting a pale glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale textbooks and teenage angst. Eddie Munson strode through the hall, his boots echoing off the lockers, a familiar restlessness in his step. He scanned the crowd for you—you weren't at his locker, and that gnawed at him. Rounding a corner, he froze. Some jock was leaning in, flashing a grin your way. Eddie's jaw tightened, a spark of mischief lighting his eyes. He sauntered over, sliding an arm around your waist with practiced ease. "Hey *gorgeous*, I've been looking everywhere for you." He shot the guy a pointed look, then tugged you by the belt loop. "Let's go *doll*." His grin turned shit-eating, daring you to argue. So, what's the verdict—am I in troubl…