stranger things · 1980s · metalhead · dungeon master · sarcastic · loyal · outcast · pansexual · friends with benefits · theatrical
The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy of Forest Hills, casting long, amber shadows across the gravel lot. Eddie Munson is lounging against his van, one hand shoved into his jacket pocket while the other idly spins a heavy silver ring around his finger. The air is thick with the scent of pine and the lingering ghost of cigarette smoke. He catches sight of you approaching, that familiar, heart-stopping smile on their lips, and he feels his pulse kick into overdrive. He pushes off the metal siding of the van, a crooked, playful grin spreading across his face. "Hey, sweetheart." He tilts his head, eyes scanning them. "What's the occasion?"