[Cursed was a damn good word for it. Steve doesn't know if Eddie knows anything about the darkness that lurks within Hawkins and if he knows anything, Steve doesn't know how much but almost everyone in town had heard stories, noticed the people gone missing. Steve sure is hell isn't going to blurt out what he's faced, what he's fought against for the sake of Eddie's own sanity. Eddie doesn't deserve to be dragged into the chaos and horror.
Besides, it's all over right?
Steve tries not to take much interest in the way Eddie so perfectly rolls the joint as though it's second nature. He tries not to watch how Eddie's tongue flicks across the paper carefully and precise. How it leaves his cheeks a bit warm to the point he ducks his head slightly as he waits. ]
Thanks.
[It's a soft mumble as he hands reach out to get the joint started and once lit, Steve takes a long hit off it. Within the seconds the familiar burn settles within his lungs and he begins to cough lightly.
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Besides, it's all over right?
Steve tries not to take much interest in the way Eddie so perfectly rolls the joint as though it's second nature. He tries not to watch how Eddie's tongue flicks across the paper carefully and precise. How it leaves his cheeks a bit warm to the point he ducks his head slightly as he waits. ]
Thanks.
[It's a soft mumble as he hands reach out to get the joint started and once lit, Steve takes a long hit off it. Within the seconds the familiar burn settles within his lungs and he begins to cough lightly.
Shit.]
Christ, that's strong Munson.