Man, Harrington, you really are married to your work, huh?
[ Eddie has always out it interesting that thereās not a single sign of the big fancy Harrington house anywhere here, but he thinks he gets it by this point. A house isnāt always a home, matter how long you live in it. Thereās a reason why Eddieās subconscious chose to create a carbon copy of Wayneās trailer with all its ridiculous Wayneisms and not the tiny house on Philadelphia Street that he once shared with his father. Maybe thatās just how Steve feels about the work places heās shared with Robin.
Either way, Eddie doesnāt come here often. He doesnāt really have enough of a reason toāhe sees Steve in person on a daily basis. The last time he was here, it was to lend a hand in dismantling that Russian torture basement, and the Family Video hadnāt yet made its way into the landscape of Steveās domain. But Eddie needs a distraction from his anxiety, and neither Solvunn nor his own domain are providing enough of one.
With how weird heās been feeling lately, itās probably not a good idea to use Steve as that distraction but--well, itās the first place that comes to mind, andā¦itās kind of nice to come here. It really is. His entire Hawkins experience sucked, but coming here offers some sense of normality in a way no one else can fully understand and never will understand unless they grew up in the same place at the same time. Something so normal, he can almost trick himself into believing heās going to grab a video on a Friday evening on his way home from band practice or Hellfire.
Itās an incredibly sad form of make believe, though, and it doesnāt quite stick or help to loosen the knots in his stomach, because Dustin is missingāno, Dustin is gone, and Eddie knows it. He and Steve have both known it for the past day or so, but Eddie still clings to a single note of denial.
And maybe it is for the best. Maybe his place is too dangerous for a kid, especially when full on war is looking more and more likely by the day and the Summoned arenāt excused from death and the Singularity is acting weirder, but it doesnāt make it hurt any less, and it sure doesnāt make him worry him any less because how do they really know what happens to the people who disappear? If anything, heās worrying more as he pulls himself up onto the counter top to sitāfacing away from Steve because thatās how they seem to be having a lot of their conversations lately. He picks up a spare tape, barely glances at the spine, puts it back down and twists at the rings on his fingers. Itās clear heās pretty torn up about it, even as he asks: ]
Iām guessing he hasnāt been here, huh? No sign of him?
[ Heās clinging hard to denial until he canāt anymore. ]
i am using this for sad no-dustin hours
[ Eddie has always out it interesting that thereās not a single sign of the big fancy Harrington house anywhere here, but he thinks he gets it by this point. A house isnāt always a home, matter how long you live in it. Thereās a reason why Eddieās subconscious chose to create a carbon copy of Wayneās trailer with all its ridiculous Wayneisms and not the tiny house on Philadelphia Street that he once shared with his father. Maybe thatās just how Steve feels about the work places heās shared with Robin.
Either way, Eddie doesnāt come here often. He doesnāt really have enough of a reason toāhe sees Steve in person on a daily basis. The last time he was here, it was to lend a hand in dismantling that Russian torture basement, and the Family Video hadnāt yet made its way into the landscape of Steveās domain. But Eddie needs a distraction from his anxiety, and neither Solvunn nor his own domain are providing enough of one.
With how weird heās been feeling lately, itās probably not a good idea to use Steve as that distraction but--well, itās the first place that comes to mind, andā¦itās kind of nice to come here. It really is. His entire Hawkins experience sucked, but coming here offers some sense of normality in a way no one else can fully understand and never will understand unless they grew up in the same place at the same time. Something so normal, he can almost trick himself into believing heās going to grab a video on a Friday evening on his way home from band practice or Hellfire.
Itās an incredibly sad form of make believe, though, and it doesnāt quite stick or help to loosen the knots in his stomach, because Dustin is missingāno, Dustin is gone, and Eddie knows it. He and Steve have both known it for the past day or so, but Eddie still clings to a single note of denial.
And maybe it is for the best. Maybe his place is too dangerous for a kid, especially when full on war is looking more and more likely by the day and the Summoned arenāt excused from death and the Singularity is acting weirder, but it doesnāt make it hurt any less, and it sure doesnāt make him worry him any less because how do they really know what happens to the people who disappear? If anything, heās worrying more as he pulls himself up onto the counter top to sitāfacing away from Steve because thatās how they seem to be having a lot of their conversations lately. He picks up a spare tape, barely glances at the spine, puts it back down and twists at the rings on his fingers. Itās clear heās pretty torn up about it, even as he asks: ]
Iām guessing he hasnāt been here, huh? No sign of him?
[ Heās clinging hard to denial until he canāt anymore. ]