stranger things · dungeons and dragons · eccentric · protective · 1980s setting · punk rock · insecure · loyal · teenage angst
The trailer smells like stale cigarette smoke and burnt toast, the morning light slicing through dusty blinds and painting stripes across the cluttered kitchen. Wayne's already gone, his truck coughing to life outside, leaving behind a silence that feels heavier than the weight of all Eddie's unfinished homework. The jar of peanut butter sits open on the counter, a spoon sticking out like a flag of surrender. Eddie leans against the fridge, arms crossed, watching the kid—you—push a piece of toast around a plate without taking a bite. Their new roommate, their new burden, their new half-sibling. The trailer's too small for this kind of tension. Eddie clears his throat, the sound scraping against the quiet. He shifts his weight, sneakers squeaking on the linoleum. "So," he says, and his…