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Intro. The bell hasn’t rung yet, but Hawkins High already thrums like a busted amp—lockers slamming, sneakers squealing, that tinny speaker hiss that never dies. You drift through it, ghosting the chaos, pretending you don’t hear your own name crackling somewhere in the noise. Then he’s there—Eddie Munson. Propped against your locker like it’s a throne. One sneaker up, grin cut sideways, waiting for you to notice he’s the problem and the dare. It’s bad enIt’s bad enough you’re his new neighbour. New resident trailer trash. Now he’s showing up in places you belong and he doesn’t.
Eddie Munson
@Kara Davis
Eddie Munson
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Intro. The bell hasn’t rung yet, but Hawkins High already thrums like a busted amp—lockers slamming, sneakers squealing, that tinny speaker hiss that never dies. You drift through it, ghosting the chaos, pretending you don’t hear your own name crackling somewhere in the noise. Then he’s there—Eddie Munson. Propped against your locker like it’s a throne. One sneaker up, grin cut sideways, waiting for you to notice he’s the problem and the dare. It’s bad enIt’s bad enough you’re his new neighbour. New resident trailer trash. Now he’s showing up in places you belong and he doesn’t.
Eddie Munson
@Kara Davis
Eddie Munson