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[Eddie would have preferred the theatrics of the drama room, but he did his best to set up an imposing angle for his message. ]

I’m thinking a lot of us could use a chance to blow off some steam, hmm? Lots of work to do around here, and weird ass monsters to fight, but not a whole lot in the way of recreation.

Back home I ran a group called Hellfire Club. Led us in some of the most epic D&D campaigns Hawkins Indiana ever saw. And I was thinking…I could offer my services as Dungeon Master here if people were interested.

Beggars can’t be choosers and I know we have a lot of people who’ve never played, so- lucky you- I’ve decided to open up admission to first timers. Little bonus- anyone who joins gets a Hellfire Mk2 shirt of their very own.

[He shifts to show off the new design he’s printed, a proud smirk on his face.]

I’ll be at the diner this week for people to sell me on their characters. If it’s your first go, I’ll have sheets prepared and can help you fill them out.

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"Pfft, you're smarter than me," Eddie says with a dismissive shrug. Steve had managed to graduate on time AND keep a herd of children from being eaten by monsters. It's pretty impressive. "But yeah, generally they don't use magic."

"Ha, so are we just done pretending this isn't you?" he asks, but he considers a moment, "Fuck it, we can make you one. We just need to find something close in the book to base it off," he concludes with a grin, flipping through the manual. "You're getting into this, aren't you Steve?"

"I graduated before you. And probably because my dad bribed someone. That doesn't mean I am smarter than you by any means. You know way more shit than I do."

Steve gets out of his seat to stand behind Eddie as he goes through the manual. He doesn't know what he's looking for but assumes a bat will be on some page and he can just figure out magic nails to shove into it. That's a thing, right? Gotta be.

"And I'm not getting into it. I just. You know. If I'm gonna play, I wanna not be shit at it." He was totally getting into it. "The character isn't me either, by the way. It's Evets. Super different."

Eddie scoffs, but arguing over which one of them is stupider is not an great use of their time when they're both stubborn idiots.

"Okay, uh...oh there's a club, that's like a bat. You just need to work up some backstory for why your character decided to hammer a bunch of nails into it. And I'll add a chance for bleeding. That'll add damage over time if you roll well."

He gives Steve a knowing look, grinning smugly, "Super different," he agrees, "Wouldn't be Evets Notgnirrah, would it?"

"A club? Like a caveman thing?" For a second he's not sure that will work but then Eddie is mentioning bleeding and damage over time which sounds promising. He thinks a second and then snaps his fingers, pointing at Eddie in excitement.

"Oh! The nails could be like. Pieces of the swords from people I defeat in battle! Total badass, right? Crack one off and hammer it in? Trophies!"

At the dig he gives Eddie's shoulder a shove.

"Like you can talk Mr. Charm and Charisma."

"I mean it basically a bat, isn't it? Not sure how much baseball we're going to find in this thing," Eddie starts, but then Steve's really getting into it, and his excitement makes Eddie beam. It's kind of hot. "Uh- y-yeah, we could totally make that work, that's a good idea."

He laughs, shoving back lightly.

"Hey, I never said my guy wasn't me. Charming bard. Big hit with all the villagers. We're like twins."

Eddie's smile is really nice. Steve finds himself just looking at it and mirroring it back a second longer than he really meant to.

It was cute. For a guy. Or. Whatever. It was cute.

Steve rolls his eyes when he's done staring. "Big hit with all the villagers? Uh huh. That's how I'd describe you when they ask about Hawkins; completely in love with Eddie Munson."

Is Steve staring at him? Oh? Oh, obviously it's not that.

"...oh right," Eddie remembers with a frown, then laughs at himself. "That part uh...may be slightly fictionalized."

"That's only because they're stupid and don't really know you. If they did then I bet it would be true. You're annoyingly hard to not like."

He nudges Eddie again, sorry he'd brought it up at all. The frown wasn't a good look.

"Really, really, stupidly likeable."

"Heh, you liiiike me," Eddie teases, purposefully making himself annoying and getting right up in Steve's space, feeling a stupid warmth in his chest.

"It's my blessing and my curse, Harrington," he laments dramatically, hand to his chest, "I'm so charming it overwhelms people."

Steve smiles even as he uses his elbow to shove Eddie away. Not far, just away. The proximity made him oddly warm. "I take it back, you're horrible."

He is smiling and opposite of his actions, he leans toward Eddie.

"I'll give you 'overwhelming' though."

He grins happily, backing off but still staying as close as that elbow will let him, enjoying his teasing until it's suddenly turned on him.

He laughs in surprise and gives Steve another shove of his own. "Not the first time I've heard that, shockingly."

"Yeah, I bet. And still just stupidly likeable. I bet that's why people think you're like, Satan's best friend. Not the clothes or music. Nope. It's all that weird attraction."

Steve realizes what he said a second after he does and blushes just a bit. "Like a magnet, you know?" He makes his hands into two U-shapes and demonstrates magnetism complete with buzzing noises.

God, why's Harrington got to be so cute when he blushes? And why does Eddie have to enjoy provoking that blush so much when he knows Steve's strictly into the ladies?

"I could totally seduce Satan," Eddie agrees with a smirk and a teasing wink.

"I bet you could," Steve says in a voice that's just a shade lower and a shade more playful than normal. Which is fucking bizarre because that would be the voice he has when he's flirting. Which he's not, of course. And yet...

He leans back a little, surprised at himself and blushing just a little pinker. Maybe the conversation just felt like one he should flirt in? Maybe it was just muscle memory?

He clears his throat and pushes his hair back, out of his face.

"So. Uh. That's it? Character made?"

It really does sound like the voice Harrington uses with the girl. But obviously he's just playing along. They're both just playing...

Eddie likewise coughs and nods, rubbing at the bridge of his nose why he tries to will away the heat from his cheeks.

"Uh- yeah, pretty much. You can work up a backstory for him if you want, but you're pretty much set."

"A background..." Steve thinks but he's not as good at that sort of creativity. All he can come up with is an orphan who was a jerk and then decided not to be and protects people instead. Saying that outloud would be just inviting more teasing. It has to be something else.

"Your bard has one?"

Eddie nods, not that he gets to trot it out very often since he mostly plays Dungeon Master these days.

"He was part of this trope of entertainers who rob their customers- run cons, pickpocket, seduction- that sort of thing. But he falls in love with one of their marks. He warns them, and there's this big fight. People die on both sides, including his girl. The trope banished him, and now he travels alone, cynical and jaded, swearing he'll never love again. But then he falls in love in basically every campaign ever," he adds with a smirk.

"That's...really sad."

Steve likes the image of the cynic falling in love, but still. Poor bard.

"You should give the bard a new love at some point. It's gotta suck for him to fall in love with every campaign and then to leave them over and over again." Steve might just be taking this too seriously, but whatever. That was the point, right? "Sounds lonely."

"It's supposed to be. He's like a super tragic Shakespearian dude," Eddie defends.

"...Maybe some day," he allows with a small smirk, doubtful the bard will ever see action again to find said love, but maybe Steve was right. "You like a happily ever after, don't you? Not a tragedy guy?"

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"Real life is sad enough, isn't it?" Steve leans back in his seat, looking up at the ceiling. "Like, seriously. People are always breaking up or leaving or whatever. Why would you want to make the stuff you make up sad like that? Everyone needs a break."

Steve looks back at his character and his mouth twists a little.

"If you have the choice, sure. Happily ever after is the best. Unrealistic, but the best."

Ah. Eddie purses his lips for a moment. Steve's probably thinking about Wheeler...

He offers a sympathetic hum, and tries to coax a smile back out of Harrington by giving him a playful nudge. "...well who do you think the bard should end up with then? Help me craft his ultimate love story."

Steve glances over at Eddie and the corner of his lip turns up. He does think about Wheeler then, just not in the way Eddie might imagine.

"So...uh. Maybe the bard dude falls in love with this new girl in a town he comes to. And she seems great and all and he's ready to like, leave the group and settle down. But then she, like, decides she wants to go off and have adventures. Right? So she ups and leaves and he's all devastated, again. But then he gets a job at the tavern in town and meets some other cool people. And maybe he finds a new group to run around with. And on the adventures they find someone he falls for instead, right? Someone who doesn't want to leave and...you know."

Steve's cheeks go pink as he realizes he doesn't really know how to end this terrible story. He doesn't have an imagination for this sort of plotting and he hasn't experienced the happy ending he wants to write. The path ahead is covered in fog and all he can see is what he hopes is the light at the end.

Hopefully that's the sun and not an oncoming truck.

"Yeah. So. Happy ending, I guess. I don't know. I'm not good at this."

Expression softening part way through, Eddie thinks he understands where Steve draws all his inspiration from. The later half though...he tilts his head in consideration.

"No, it's good," he decides after a moment, "Very modern," he adds with a teasing smile, "Gotta lesson in there. That touch of heartbreak, but also uh...you know...maybe finding something that suits what he wants better. He's happy. The girl got her adventures..."

It is missing an ending...

Steve glances at Eddie, the snap to not patronize him on the tip of his tongue. But then Eddie keeps talking and he's not patronizing. He's teasing, sure, which is familiar and almost kind right now. Something to take the edge off of it all. And then he's re-framing it in a way that's way less pathetic.

Steve smiles and pushes Eddie's shoulder lightly. Just enough to maybe make him sway but nothing more.

"Knowing the Bard, he's gonna have someone else wrapped around his finger super fast." He puts his hands into the magnet U's again and buzzes as they clink together. "So everyone's gonna win."

"Oh totally," Eddie agrees with an easy grin, "Honestly, he more I think about it, he deserves a totally sappy romantic ending."

He fiddles idly with his papers, a bit shy.

"You know uh...it may come as a shock, but I've never really done the whole...serious relationship thing myself." He makes a self depreciating faux-shocked face and laughs, "Seriously though, uh...you know...it takes guts to put yourself out there like that. Guts my non fictional self tends to lack so..." He shrugs a shoulder, hoping his point is clear.

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steve :(

He's fine

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