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“You are such a fucking asshole.” Steve says, but again there’s no venom behind his words. It comes out like an observational statement, like they’re back in Freshman year biology marking down the anatomy of the frog they dissected. Looks like spaghetti, Steve had said while they stared down at the guts in front of them, and even now Tommy can’t eat spaghetti without thinking of it. “You know, believe it or not, Eddie doesn’t treat people the way you do. He wouldn’t even think to.”
Tommy scoffs, does an eye roll of his own. “Yeah, I’m sure he’s real sweet to people before he gouges their eyes out."
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06 Dec 2025
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There’s a table in the school library that’s nestled in the corner, right by a radiator; Steve has claimed it ever since his double block of ‘private study periods’ began.
Not that he’s planning on doing any studying: it’s the last day of school before the winter break, and while his face has healed up from the whole Billy Hargrove Incident, he still finds himself feeling wiped at random—like his body’s having a delayed adrenaline crash ever since he pulled Dustin out of that freaky vine-infested tunnel.
So really, this spot should be ideal for a couple hours of not having to think.
And it would be perfect, if his eyes weren’t instinctively drawn to movement at the front desk.
Because for the past god-knows-how-long, Eddie Munson has been in a back-and-forth with the librarian.
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05 Dec 2025
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Dear Steve,
Max has felt oddly calm so far. It doesn't feel surreal, writing these letters. It almost feels inevitable. It's kinda comforting. It's nice to have a reason to do this. Most people don't get this kind of chance. Most people don't get the chance to say goodbye.
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05 Dec 2025
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In the mall parking lot, Steve watched as everyone's families came to check that their kids were okay. Steve figured no one would be coming to check on him—but he figured wrong.
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"Dustin's fine," he said, not wanting her to worry any longer than she had to. He blinked in surprise when she waved one of her hands.
"I know." She gestured… somewhere, Steve was too busy watching her in confusion to look. "He wasn't in the mall, Lucas told me."
"Oh." Steve shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Mrs. Henderson's face screwed up in a familiar expression of concern. Dustin wore the same one when he was worried about something. "Then what—"
She reached up, hand hovering over his sore eye without touching it. Her other hand rested gently against Steve's relatively unscathed cheek and his mouth snapped shut with a click.
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05 Dec 2025
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you play the dirt and i'll play the water by birthdaycandles
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
27 Jun 2024
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“You’re smirking. Is something funny?”
Wayne does often say Eddie’ll make a terrible poker player. No mystique, he’s often said, which made Eddie quietly stress for weeks afterwards that he’s accidentally been giving away the twists in his campaign with unconcealed facial expressions. Beleaguered, he has no choice but to be fully and completely honest with Steve, which, he’s found in their lengthening interactions lately, Steve does not like.
“I thought it was funny how you very carefully calculated how long of a stride you’d need to take to avoid that puddle.” Eddie answers, and Steve’s brows predictably furrow, the way they always do when he regards Eddie.
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02 Dec 2025