[ eddie does not, in fact, catch any sort of unusual reaction from steve, probably due to how early it still is, and how out of it eddie feels from having to wake up ungodly early to get this move underway. he smiles sheepishly, rubbing a hand against the back of his neck. ]

Sorry, I know it's early, I hoped it would be over quicker than that. [ he glances behind him, where there is a large stack of boxes, and a distinct lack of furniture besides the mattress, and shrugs. ]

I think I'm good, at least until I get furniture and shit so I can actually unpack all this crap somewhere. [ he smiles apologetically and gives steve a quick up and down. there is not even a single part of him that suspects he's met this guy before, nor does he look all that impressed with what he sees. the basketball t-shirt, if anything, loses steve points in eddie's eyes, because ugh, sports. he makes up for it in general attractiveness, though, but eddie figures there's no way in hell steve swings that way.

not that he's even considering that right now. ]

I'm Eddie by the way. Eddie Munson. You said you live across the hall? [ he sticks out a hand for a handshake.