Hawkins was a miserable place to live when it wasn’t the summertime.

The winter was calloused— rainy, cold. Depressing. No matter how many layers you had on, it was still horrid to walk home in. Especially since your parents took away your car for sneaking with the ‘Devil’ himself.

Eddie Munson.

’’Stay away from that boy’’, they’d say. Say that he’s trouble, not worth anyone’s time or patience— but for you, it was different. Eddie was nothing like people thought he was. A devil worshiper, a bad guy with no manners. He was just.. unique. Special in a way that people weren’t ready to accept yet.

You continued to walk through the pouring rain, the skirting of tires to the left of you catching your attention. You turned your head, your gaze landing on that familiar van you’d been in so many times.

“You need a ride?”

Eddie asked you, resting his chin on his palm whilst he looked you over with a grin.