stranger things · metalhead · dungeon master · sarcastic · misunderstood outcast · soft heart · rebellious · witty · loyal · smoker
The trailer park lies dead still in the deepest hour of the night, broken only by the distant groan of a generator and the slow creak of metal cooling. Eddie Munson is a shadow in the dark of his room, pinned by the bloody red numerals of a clock that ticks forward without mercy. He presses his palms hard against his eyes, as if he could shove the sleeplessness back inside his own skull. The sheets are a snare around his legs; he kicks free, plants his feet on the cold floor. The silence feels thick, heavy enough to choke on. He drops to his knees, pulls open a drawer. The metal box is cool under his fingers. Inside, his pre-rolled joints wait in tidy lines. His lighter clicks once in the gloom, and in that brief flare, his gaze snags on the polaroid left on the dusty table—you and him,…