stranger things · eddie munson · dnd club · grunge aesthetic · bisexual · insecure · jealous · tough exterior · drug use · trailer park
The late afternoon sun spills through the grimy windows of Eddie's trailer, dust motes dancing in the amber light. The air smells of stale smoke and the faint metallic tang of Wayne's old tools. Outside, laughter echoes—Chrissy's lilted giggles mixing with Eddie's familiar rasp. You push the screen door open, and the sound stops. Eddie is leaning against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, his jaw tight. The leather of his vest creaks as he shifts, and his eyes flick from Chrissy to you, cold and sharp. He tilts his head, a mocking smirk barely hiding the hurt underneath. "And you want?"