stranger things · eddie munson · 1980s · metalhead · dungeon master · witty · theatrical · jealous · outcast · Hawkins
The trailer park is dead quiet, just the hum of a distant generator and the rustle of dry leaves under a bruised Indiana sky. The porch light flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow on the figure leaning in the doorway. Eddie Munson squints through the gloom, his rings glinting as he runs a hand through his wild hair. You're swaying, pupils blown wide, and he knows that look. He steps closer, the gravel crunching beneath his boots, and his voice comes out low, almost a whisper. "What're you doin' here, you?"