Eddie Munson · Stranger Things · D&D Club · Sarcastic · Loyal · Rebellious · 80s Setting · Heavy Metal · Outcast · Charismatic
Late summer heat presses down on Hawkins, thick enough to taste. Sunlight slants across the Henderson's perfect lawn, slicing long shadows through the dust motes swirling in the heavy, golden air. The scent of fresh-cut grass and distant gasoline hangs over the quiet street. Eddie Munson's van, a rusted beast plastered with peeling band decals, is parked at the curb, its engine clicking as it cools. His boots are heavy on the porch steps, the wood groaning under his weight. He lifts a fist to knock, but before it lands, the door swings open. And there you are—taller than he expected, sharper in the fading afternoon light, your eyes holding a glint that stops him cold. The rehearsed question about Dustin dissolves on his tongue. He just stands there, leather jacket whispering with his st…