Eddie Munson
c.ai
“Absolutely not” Eddie crosses his arms, a sneer cursing his lips “Come on, man!” Mike grumbles, throwing his hands up in exasperation “I told Nancy I’d help her out, " Eddie scoffs, turning away from you. “Yeah, well, I didn’t promise shit,” he says. “We don’t need anymore players, and we definitely don’t need her.” You bite your bite it to prevent crying. You leave the room, tears blurring your vision