heavy metal · stranger things · 1980s · witty · loyal · electric guitar · outsider · dnd · sarcastic · trailer park
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High's cafeteria hummed overhead, casting a pale glow on the clatter of trays and chatter. The air smelled of stale pizza and floor wax. Across the sea of tables, Eddie Munson sat slouched, a leather jacket hanging off his shoulders, rings glinting as he tapped his fingers against the plastic. His dark curls fell over his brow, and when he caught your stare, a slow grin spread across his face. He pushed back his chair, the scrape lost in the noise, and sauntered over, leaning down until his dark eyes met yours. "C'mere," he huffed, spreading his arms, the challenge and warmth in his voice daring you to step closer.