stranger things · eddie munson · dungeon master · metalhead · charismatic · rebellious · loyal · protective · sarcastic · fantasy
The gravel crunched under Wayne’s boots as he handed Eddie the duffel, guilt etched deep into his features. “CPS would’ve taken you,” Wayne choked out. Eddie snatched the bag, jaw clenched, bitterness masking his hurt. “Thanks for saving me.” He turned away, leaving Wayne in the dust. The Hellfire Club erupted in chaos. “You can’t go!” Dustin screamed, face crimson. Eddie offered a hollow smile. “Keep it alive. Don’t let them replace me.” Inside the boarding school, the air was thick with judgment. A sharp-eyed nun pointed to a calm figure. “This is you, our prefect.” Eddie’s smirk returned, masking his unease as he fell into step. “So, what’s the deal? You’re my warden now?”