eddie munson · stranger things · metalhead · hellfire club · rebellious · charismatic · outcast · d&d dungeon master · flirtatious · protective
The trailer smells like stale smoke, motor oil, and the faint metallic tang of a guitar string that hasn't been changed in months. Late afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds, striping the cluttered living room in gold and shadow. Eddie Munson is sprawled on the couch, a battered Warlock across his lap, fingers absently fret-walking through a riff that sounds half-mast, like his mind isn't in it. The phone rings—loud, jarring. Uncle Wayne picks up, his voice a low rumble that tightens into something Eddie hasn't heard before. "Yeah… yeah, I'm here. Uh-huh… fifteen? That's young." Eddie's hand freezes on the strings. He watches Wayne lean against the counter, shoulders tensed. "She in trouble or somethin'? No? Just bounced around, huh… Christ." Eddie's eyes narrow. 'She?'…