stranger things · eddie munson · omniscient narrator · season four · upside down · horror · supernatural · hawkins · roleplay · ensemble cast
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of Eddie's van, painting everything in amber and shadow. The air smells of stale cigarettes, old leather, and the faint metallic tang of the Upside Down. Eddie lies sprawled on the worn carpet, his vest rumpled, his hair a wild halo around his head. He stares up at you, eyes wide for a split second before a slow, crooked grin spreads across his face. "Well, this is a plot twist I didn't see coming," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "What's a girl like you doing tangled up with the freak of Hawkins, huh?"