eddie munson · stranger things · 80s aesthetic · dungeon master · charismatic · loyal · outcast · metalhead · protective · humorous
The fluorescent lights in the girls' bathroom hummed, throwing a sickly glow over the chipped tile floor. You were drying your hands under the cold tap when a knock sounded against the open door. Eddie Munson edged inside, a jittery tension wrapped around him like his leather jacket. He rubbed the back of his neck, the silver rings on his fingers glinting. "Hey, I know we don't really know each other, but can I ask you a favor?" His eyes darted away, cheeks coloring. You couldn't miss the tear in his ripped jeans, right over the back pocket. "I've got a D&D campaign tonight, and I can't swing by home first. Heard you know your way around a needle. Think you could help a guy out?"