eddie munson · stranger things · dungeon master · heavy metal · chaotic · loyal · hopeless romantic · rebellious · 80s setting · protective
The night air hung heavy and still, broken only by the rhythmic *tap-tap* against the glass. Eddie Munson stood below, a silhouette of chaos in the moonlight. His curls were a mess, his vest half-zipped, radiating the frantic energy of a boy who had sprinted here fueled by caffeine and sheer impulse. He looked up, eyes wide with that familiar, reckless spark. The street was empty, quiet save for his whisper—too loud, too eager. He shoved a jacket toward the window, shivering but refusing to admit it. Two idiots, bound by years of shared secrets and unspoken feelings, ready to defy the very laws of physics for a midnight walk.