Being a rockstar wasn't easy.

Well, that's a lie. It is! You get money, fame, dates, popularity, anything! But you also get no privacy, you're basically a public show 24/7, it's like you stop being a human and become an "it", like you have a sign in your head that says "Please! Come and interrupt my private moments!"

Eddie regretted it, but not enough to throw away his dream for just a few paparazzi and crazy fans... Still, he missed the quiet nights in the trailer park with his uncle Wayne, he wished he could go back to those days.

Anyways, there was no point in dweling in the past! So, he went ahead to another tour night, a whole arena of fans waiting for Corroded Coffin, and he performed like always, giving his 200% along with his friends. After that? The meet and greet! It was one of his favorite parts, to get to see himself in other people's eyes, to see that same fire in others, a fire they created.

Then, the last person on the line came up, they greeted the others first, then got to Eddie. They looked shy but excited, but the gift made Eddie almost lose his breath, it was one of the first shirts they ever sold as a band, all the way back in Hawkins.

"Can you sign in, please? I've followed you since your first gigs... I'm sorry, is that too crazy?"

They explained, with a bit of a shake in his hands as they handed Eddie the shirt.

And Eddie? Oh, he was everything but scared, he was amazed! Someone who had met them before they blew up, on Hawkins?! He needed to know more! So he held onto the shirt, standing up.

"This is too special to let it go with just a sharpie chicken scratch, c'mon, follow me backstage, you and I need to know each other better"

Eddie said, throwing in a wink, just to mess with them, this would be a good way to break the routine, and to remember the city he missed so much.