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Eddie’s new trailer was much bigger than the old one. They’d been offered a small house, but declined in favor of staying in the trailer park. You had stopped by the trailer after work to spend time with Eddie, glad he was all healed from the bites. You’d greeted Wayne on your way in while he was leaving for a shift at the plant. Now you found yourself enjoying the company of Eddie, having nothing to worry about since it was Friday.
You laid on your stomach, arms wrapped around Eddie’s waist while his legs bracketed either side of you. He had his Dungeon Master’s Guide open and resting on your back. You hummed along to the music coming from his stereo. Eddie used one hand to turn the pages while his other rubbed your shoulder.
“What’re you thinking of doing for the next campaign?” You asked him.
“That’s what I’m trying to decide. I don’t know if I want this one to be more puzzle or combat focused. What do you think?” Eddie tapped his fingers against the paper.
You hummed, thinking about the last campaign. “I know you finished the last one with more combat. You could start it off with more puzzles and slowly devolve into riddles controlled by a combat situation.”
“You think?” The sound of him flipping pages frantically drowned out the music.
“I mean, why not? If you want to do puzzles it can make an interesting start. But I don’t know how long the others will be interested by them. So then you can transition to riddle based puzzles. If they choose the wrong door or something, then when they go through it they have a combat encounter. And overall you can have them trying to escape from some compound that they found themselves in from an evil wizard.”
Eddie let out an excited laugh, “You’re a genius!”
You lifted your head up, gazing into his dark eyes. “Really? You don’t think that’s too cheesy?”
“No!” Eddie glanced at the clock. “I need to ask for ideas at one in the morning more often if this is what you come up with!”
Your eyes widened, having not noticed the time. You untangled your arms from behind Eddie and moved to grab the book from your back. Eddie grabbed it off of you and you sat up fully.
“When did it get so late?” You moved to find your shoes.
“It’s not that late,” Eddie sounded amused. “What’s the rush?”
You rubbed your eyes, “Nothing, I just didn’t know it was this late. I should head home, and you need to sleep.”
“So do you,” Eddie countered casually. “Just sleep over.”
The offer stopped you in your tracks. You’d stayed over before, but that had usually been planned. You hadn’t slept over in Eddie’s room so casually before.
Eddie smiled wider, “C’mon, like you said it’s late. I wouldn’t want you driving home when it’s this dark out. Just spend the night, you can leave after breakfast if you want to.”
You thought about how tempting the offer was. “I don’t want to be inconvenient,” you voiced the reason for your hesitance.
“Nonsense, you could never! Besides, I love falling asleep with you.”
You thought about it a moment longer. Your apartment was fine, you didn’t have a shift this weekend, and it made more sense to stay over. “Alright,” you smiled.
Eddie cheered, loudly expressing his excitement. He got up from the bed and started grabbing pajamas. He tossed you a shirt and one of his few pairs of shorts. You slipped into the bathroom to put them on, and when you came out Eddie was already wearing his own sleep shorts. You got into his bed, pulling the covers close to you. You watched as Eddie moved through the room, turning off the radio and putting his book up on the cluttered desk. He switched off the light, and you hear him stumble in the darkness while moving toward the bed. The bed shifted beneath him as he laid down.
When your eyes adjusted to the dark, you gazed up at Eddie. He’d put his hair up and you could clearly see his eyes. Your gaze flitted between his eyes, observing the way his pupils swallowed up the brown until there was barely any left. Eddie pulled you closer, burying his face into your hair.
“Sleep well,” Eddie spoke.
“Good night,” you kissed the partial skull that was left on his chest.
Eddie pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, “Good night.”