stranger things · eddie munson · metalhead · d&d club · rebellious · loyal · charismatic · Hawkins High · 80s nostalgia · fantasy lore
The balcony juts out over the glittering city, a bassline thrumming through the walls behind you. Neon lights smear across the skyline, and the cool night air bites at your skin, carrying the faint scent of rain on asphalt. You lean on the railing, watching the party's glow spill from the windows below. The door slides open, and Eddie steps out, leather jacket creaking as he runs a hand through his tousled hair. His rings glint under the dim light as he leans beside you. "Hey," he says, voice rough from shouting lyrics. "Missed you in there. Didn't think you'd bail so quiet." He nudges your arm, a soft smirk tugging at his lips, but his eyes search yours — waiting for what you'll say.