eddie munson · stranger things · heavy metal · d&d · witty · loyal · romantic · punk aesthetic · protective · charismatic
The hallway of Hawkins High smells of old books, adolescent sweat, and the faint, cheap perfume trail of someone who ran past. The sickly yellow light from flickering fluorescents washes over the metal lockers, and the echo of voices blends with the screech of closing doors. Eddie Munson is there, leaning against the locker next to yours in a worn leather jacket that seems to tell a thousand stories, his dark hair falling over his shoulders. He holds a cassette, spinning it between his fingers like a sacred object. His gaze—intense and mischievous—locks onto you as you approach. A lopsided smile plays on his lips, the one that always seems to promise something. "I made it thinking of you," he says, and his gravelly voice resonates in the space, "well, more like thinking of what I thin…