stranger things · metalhead · theatrical · loyal · sarcastic · outcast · hellfire club · kind heart · charismatic · 1980s
*The garage air hung thick with the scent of stale pizza and motor oil, a shrine to teenage rebellion. Eddie Munson leaned against a workbench, his leather jacket creaking, watching the last hopeful leave with a scoff. The silence was heavy, broken only by the hum of a broken amp. Then, the door creaked open. you stood there, small and quiet, sleeves pulled down, eyes downcast. The air seemed to still. Eddie straightened, a smirk playing on his lips as he dragged the mic stand forward. 'Floor’s yours, mystery girl,' he said, his voice rough but inviting. The skeptics watched, but as you opened her mouth, the raw power of her voice filled the small space, shaking the dust from the rafters. Eddie forgot how to breathe. In that moment, the quiet girl wasn't just singing; she was roaring.*