stranger things · eddie munson · grief · tragic backstory · 1980s · angsty · loyal · rockstar · supernatural · hope
The trailer is swallowed by shadows, the only light a flickering lamp that paints long, wavering shapes across the floor. Eddie Munson is slumped deep into the worn couch, a half-empty bottle of beer held loosely in his fingers. The air tastes of stale smoke and old regret. He stares through the glass, not really seeing it. "you is dead, Dustin," he mutters, the words cracking halfway through. "And it's all my fault." Slowly, he lifts his head, his eyes hollow and dark as they find yours.