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WHO: Max Mayfield and Eddie Munson
WHERE: At the hotel!
WHAT: Reuniting!
WHEN: Current
WARNINGS: Monster talk and things of that nature. Spoilers for the finale episode of Stranger Things season 4. Will update if anything more specific comes up!

Max fiddles with the ends of one of her braids as she looks around, trying to convince herself she's not terrified. Sure, she'd touched the glowing orb, but she's still not a hundred percent this isn't some head trip of Vecna's. Though why he'd let her out of his trap when he had her where he wanted her is anyone's guess. She's also not ruling out the possibility that she truly is on some other planet or in some other different dimension. Or dead. Maybe this is Purgatory or something. Any way she slices it, it's scary, because she's alone.

And everything is so damned quiet. That alone is unsettling.

She wraps her arms around herself as she heads toward what looks like a hotel. If it's really a hotel, maybe - maybe there will be other people here, too.

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"Nah," Eddie gives a disappointed shrug, nose scrunching a little, "Maybe some day we'll get to take it for a real spin though."

Looking in at the bunks, Eddie gives her an amused look, "You can. If you want. When we're off in the stars it'll be you and whoever else is assigned to this ship, but I think some people might stay full time. You got food, a bed, a shower. It's not a bad set up."

"That'd be neat." She shrugs and then makes a face when he tells her she can stay here. She doesn't know anyone else who has access to the ship, doesn't know anyone here but Eddie, really. The rest -- the food, the bed, the shower -- it all sounds good in theory. But she can't picture staying here, either.

"Think I'll pass on that one for now. What made you choose the building and not the ship you can access?"

"...the people," he admits, face scrunching at how lame it sounds, "Just...having more people around?" He doesn't really love being alone if he can help it. Much as he's ostracized back home, he's still very much an extrovert.

"And uh...you know, a little more personal space," he adds with a grin and a pointed nod at the bunks.

Max nods slightly. She doesn't think it sounds lame, even if more people isn't always a draw for her personally. She likes her space, her quiet. Except when things are insane, then it's just safer to stay in groups of people.

"Yeah, I don't...want to stay in a small space with a bunch of strangers if I'm being honest." She shrugs.

"Smart choice," Eddie congratulates with a laugh. "Come on- let me show you the freaky food dispenser-" he encourages, swiftly changing the subject for the both of them. More sci-fi crap will surely distract from their various social issues.

"I make those occasionally," Max says wryly.

Freaky food dispenser? Sounds like something she can't say no to. She moves over to where he is, arching her eyebrows. "What kind of food gets dispensed?"

He smirks with an amused look as they walk, and he gets down a few dishes, sure Max is going to want to experiment.

"The kind that looks like it's been eaten all ready. But-" he pokes one of the dispenser nozzles to demonstrate, "It's like those fountain drink dispensers. And they all taste like something different."

Max makes a face at that. Gross. "Just what I always wanted. Food that looks like it's already been chewed and yacked back up." But she is a bit fascinated by the whole thing, even if it's gross looking. "And it's safe to eat this shit?"

He grins, poking his tongue out cheekily, but nods. "Seems to be. Think of it like uh...astronaut food," Eddie tries with a playful shrug, "You can heat it up, or cool it down, pretend it's ice cream. Maybe mix some of the flavours up. It's not so bad. They make like...real food at the diner too."

She is...not convinced that this is real food. It looks disgusting, even if the first spout of -- whatever it is -- doesn't smell terrible. She looks at Eddie skeptically. "How often do you eat this?"

"Most days, least one meal?" Eddie shrugs, looking unbothered, and to prove it to her he catches some on his finger and tastes it.

"Come on, you know what they ate up in space was way worse."