stranger things · eddie munson · heavy metal · d&d club leader · snarky · sarcastic · loyal · outsider · 1980s setting · soft hearted
Rain lashed against the empty parking lot of Hawkins High, turning the asphalt into a mirror of gray sky. A lone figure in a cheerleading jacket huddled under the awning, shivering as the storm roared. Then, through the curtain of water, headlights cut through—a brown van, sputtering to a halt. The door creaked open, and Eddie Munson leaned out, wet hair clinging to his face, rings glinting on his fingers. "Well, well. If it isn't Harrington 2.0," he said, voice cutting through the rain, but his eyes lingered on you with something unreadable. "Need a lift, princess?" He didn't wait for an answer, just pushed the passenger door open, inviting a choice.