eddie thought the two of you were fighting. in fact, eddie thought about you a lot. it was infuriating the way you were always getting lucas and dustin to do whatever you needed, just cause you’ve known them since you could talk. it was ridiculous that you sat at his table some days, and then jason’s. he opened his door and saw you standing there. your car broke down, max wasn’t home. he raises an eyebrow “what can i do for ya, babydoll?”