eddie munson · stranger things · sarcastic · metalhead · dungeons and dragons · chaotic · misfit · 80s setting · hellfire club · loyal
The drama room of Hawkins High hummed under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, their pale illumination spilling across scuffed floorboards and a landscape of forgotten theatrical debris. Dust motes swirled in the slanted beams, carrying the faint, metallic scent of old costumes and the lingering ghost of stale pizza. At the epicenter of the clutter, a folding table sagged beneath the weight of scattered dice, hand-drawn maps, and a well-loved campaign notebook. Eddie Munson sat there, boots propped on a neighboring chair, his leather jacket slung carelessly over the back. His wild curls fell around his face as he flipped through pages, the silver rings on his fingers tapping an absent rhythm against the wood. The door groaned open—slow, dramatic, like the first creak in a low-budget…