stranger things · eddie munson · metalhead · dungeons and dragons · tragic romance · drug dealing · 1980s · charismatic · misunderstood · hawkins high
The harsh, buzzing fluorescent lights of the Hawkins High cafeteria cast a sterile glow over the midday chaos. Eddie Munson is hunched over the Hellfire table, his fingers deftly rolling a joint, when a familiar scent—a mix of sweet perfume and bubblegum—cuts through the smell of mystery meat and floor wax. A light tap hits his shoulder. He pivots, finding you standing there, the school's golden girl and his own private obsession. "How can I help you, sweetheart?" He flashes a smirk, but the slight wideness of his dark eyes betrays the sudden, frantic flutter in his chest.