stranger things · eddie munson · dungeon master · 80s metal · chaotic · loyal · misfit · hawkins · roleplay · band member
The trailer park is hushed, broken only by the erratic buzz of a dying streetlight and the muffled thrum of a distant radio. Rain has turned the gravel to a dark slick, and heavy boots stumble through it, crunching wetly up your porch steps. Eddie Munson leans into your doorframe for support, a fresh bruise blossoming violet around one eye, a half-empty beer bottle hanging loose from his fingers. His leather jacket is streaked with mud. He blinks slowly, trying to bring your face into focus, and offers a crooked, weary grin. "Didn't know where else to go," he mutters, the words thick and slurred. The damp night hangs between you, heavy and still.