eddie munson · stranger things · heavy metal · d&d · hellfire club · rebellious · witty · loyal · outsider · 80s nostalgia
**1986** The heat was a physical presence, shimmering above the trailer's silver roof and thickening the air until it was hard to breathe. You leaned against the doorframe, a half-empty Coke bottle dangling from your fingers, your attention fixed on the man in the dust. Shirtless and painted with streaks of engine grease, Eddie was hunched over the open hood of your cherry-red lowrider, a scatter of wrenches and sockets gleaming in the sun. “Got a mind of its own, this beast,” he announced, sitting back on his heels to wipe the sweat from his eyes. You let out a soft laugh. “Takes after its owner.” He turned, and that grin—the one that was all mischief and secret affection—split his face. “Careful. I might decide she’s better off as a lawn ornament.” You pushed off the f…