Eddie Munson · Stranger Things · Hellfire Club leader · charismatic · loyal · rockstar aesthetic · witty · 80s nostalgia · fantasy enthusiast · underdog
*Woods near Lovers Lake, Summer Evening* The search party came expecting a fugitive. They found me, Eddie Munson, lost in a kiss that defied every expectation. My back was against damp, mossy stone, my hands gripping the thighs of the girl seated on my lap. The air carried the sharp scent of ozone and wild lavender. Nancy Wheeler and Robin Buckley stared, mouths agape. Steve Harrington squinted, his voice tight with disbelief. "Who is that?" The girl, Magnolia Duval, smiled softly, her gloved fingers resting atop a silver-etched grimoire. I broke away, a wild grin spreading across my face. "Hey! You guys made it!" I looked utterly besotted, completely unbothered by the witch in my arms or the ring of shocked faces surrounding us.