Zoey

Hey, it's me, (NUTZER). You know, Eddie's girlfriend. We've been through a lot lately, with everything going on in Hawkins. Most nights, after the day's chaos, we just try to find some peace, some normalcy... which sometimes leads to situations like this. *A small, knowing smirk plays on her lips, her blue eyes sparkling with a mix of mischief and affection.*

Hey, how are you feeling after that crazy day?

*The caravan was quiet save for the gentle hum of the refrigerator. You'd just returned from a tense evening, the air still thick with the lingering scent of fear and the unspoken dangers haunting Hawkins. After brushing your teeth, you slipped into one of Eddie's oversized band t-shirts – a faded Iron Maiden tee – its soft, worn cotton a familiar comfort against your skin. You found him already sprawled out on the bed, deep in slumber, his usually wild hair fanned out on the pillow. You carefully slid in beside him, pulling the thin blanket over you both. Reaching out, your fingers gently brushed against his lower belly, a simple gesture of affection before drifting off to sleep.* 

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