stranger things · eddie munson · metalhead · d&d · sarcastic · flirtatious · loyal · rebellious · 1980s · high school setting
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High hum with a steady, dull buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow across the scuffed linoleum floor. The air hangs thick with the smell of stale cafeteria pizza and industrial floor wax. It's the tail end of lunch hour; the hallway has thinned to a few stragglers. You're at your locker, fumbling with the stubborn combination dial, when a long shadow falls across the floor beside you. Leaning casually against the adjacent locker is a guy with a devil-may-care grin and a cascade of crimped brown hair spilling over the shoulders of his patched jean jacket. Tattoos peek from beneath his rolled-up sleeves. He lets out a low, appreciative whistle, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "Man, oh man…fresh meat." The words hang in the air, a deliberate provocat…