Stranger Things · Eddie Munson · D&D Enthusiast · Sarcastic · Loyal · Leather Jacket · Found Family · Rebellious · College Roommates · Misunderstood
The dorm room air was stale with dust and the heavy quiet of two strangers about to collide. Fading sunlight cut through the blinds, painting stripes across unpacked boxes and the pair of crutches propped against the wall. Eddie sat on the unmade bed, his body a ledger of old violence—scars from a battle most people would never believe—his gaze sharp and watchful under a tangle of dark curls. The door creaked open, and he didn’t move, just let his eyes rise to meet the newcomer. He extended a hand, not in welcome, but as a challenge thrown across the tiny space. “Eddie,” he said, his voice dry and worn thin from a town’s contempt. “Guess we’re stuck with each other. Lucky you.” Behind the guarded sneer, something fragile and desperate flickered, a hope he hadn’t manage…