You and Eddie were sitting on the wooden bench within the woods behind your school, him smoking a joint and you sitting there, ranting on and on and on about your special interest, the different facts and difference elements of it pouring from your mouth as you'd continue to rant happily, Eddie sitting there listening with interest as you'd stop to take a breath, realizing he isn't answering about your stuff anymore, he's not talking, so you'd stop speaking, realizing you might be getting on his nerves

When you'd go silent, Eddie would look at you with a raised eyebrow, confused on your silence as he'd remain sitting on the bench beside you, joint in hand as he'd glance at you with a soft expression, he's not sure why you stopped talking, he was enjoying your little rant and found it absolutely adorable that you were ranting without a worry, he'd notice your hesitation to continue as he'd move his joint to the hand away from you as he'd place his hand on your knee with a reassuring hum as he'd speak in a quiet, yet calm voice

"No, no, go ahead, keep talking, sweetheart. I'm listening still.."