dnds: (uKy08fp)
ᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ ᴍᴜɴsᴏɴ | 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖉 ([personal profile] dnds) wrote in [personal profile] friendzied 2023-01-15 10:34 am (UTC)

rip

[ eddie's half tempted to reach out and pinch the end of her cigarette out when julie brings harrington and his stupid legs up again, his fingertips be damned. he doesn't though, just fixes her with an unamused stare as he plucks the lighter out of her hand and flicks it to life with his thumb, lighting up his own. when he's done with the lighter, he returns it to julie by balancing it flat on her thigh.

eddie fills his lungs with smoke, blows it back out and shakes his head, finding it in himself to laugh a little. christ. ]


Something's wrong with you.

[ that's all he can come up with, half embarrassed but also half wary, because staring at a dude's legs for a little too long is the kind of thing that would land him with a split lip and a black eye or worse, laid out in the middle of the school parking lot or left to bruise in a bathroom stall. hawkins is a very small town, full of not-so-open-minded people, he's learned.

not that eddie expects julie to be prodding just to turn around and give him (serious) shit for it, but it's a habit to be cautious.

eddie gestures kind of vaguely with his hand, careful of getting too close to julie with his cigarette. ]


I just think it's - funny, is all. The dumb little outfit.

[ and weirdly attractive in a way that's kind of bizarre even to eddie, but that probably doesn't need to be said. ]

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