[He takes it back - sits back and inhales long and deep, and thinks he and Eddie might have been friends if they’d met in Cali. Maybe. Who’s to say, maybe they might have ended up friends in Hawkins in the end too.
He scrubs his knuckle over his forehead and lets himself be tired, here. He still can’t quite figure out why his hackles lower around Eddie. Can’t figure out why he wants them to.] Yeah. I guess you don’t.
[They have that in common, he guesses. That and everything else.]
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He scrubs his knuckle over his forehead and lets himself be tired, here. He still can’t quite figure out why his hackles lower around Eddie. Can’t figure out why he wants them to.] Yeah. I guess you don’t.
[They have that in common, he guesses. That and everything else.]