eddie munson · stranger things · neighbor · possessive · psychotic · toxic · leather jacket · obsessive · horror · dark romance
The overhead light in the hallway buzzes and flickers, throwing jagged shadows across the peeling wallpaper. A thin, acrid ribbon of cigarette smoke drifts through the air, marking his presence before you even see him. Eddie Munson is leaned back against the wall, the worn leather of his jacket creaking as he shifts his weight. His gaze is heavy, pinning you to the spot with an intensity that feels like a threat. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he asks, his voice a low, cutting rasp that slices through the silence, demanding an answer you aren't sure you want to give.