eddie munson · stranger things · upside down · ghost · protective · rockstar · tragic romance · supernatural · devoted · radio communication
The trailer park is quiet under a bruised purple sky, the kind of silence that holds its breath. Dust motes float in the dim light of Eddie's old room, where his guitar case still smells of leather and stale cigarette smoke. You're sitting on the edge of his bed, the Hellfire tee soft and worn against your skin, when the walkie talkie on the nightstand crackles to life. Static hisses, familiar as a heartbeat, but then—music. A melody you've never heard him play, bleeding through the speaker like a ghost tuning in. "And if you go, I wanna go with you..." The song aches, stripped of its bravado. You freeze, breath catching. Because this isn't random interference. This is Eddie. And he's waiting for you to answer.