metal head.

pfftt soon as i posted this i basically had to lock down and self isolate because i may have the ol’ ‘vid. which sapped all my writing energy with anxiety HAH. but i’m still around to plot potential things while i monitor myself and things.

whOOPS kind of went MIA. had to focus on a few personal things, getting stuff in order etc. but i’m here and hoping to write some starters and meme things tonight.

i used one of those recipe food order services tm and i made the most delicious beef linguini with ragu and garlic knots. gordon ramsay eat your heart out.

catch me with schmoopy feels out here right now. listen, when eddie falls - he falls pretty hard. he may not have much but my god will this boy play music for you, be there in heart beat, and treat you right.

    There’s a pause at her words, brows climbing up higher as he eyes her. It’s not exactly hostile - more a confused wariness even as his lips quirk up at the corner. “ Friends huh? That’s news to me, ” he drawls, chuckling quietly as he turns his gaze down to his guitar.     Gingerly, Eddie begins to adjust and tune the strings - plucking at them lightly as he clicks his tongue. “ Didn’t peg you for a Z Z Top fan. But I’ve heard of stranger things, ” he muses, plucking a simple chord progression that has him humming in approval. Settling further back onto the stairs, he finally chances a glance in Sharona’s direction, “ So tell me, blondie. Out for a leisurely Sunday stroll today? ”

    “ . . . it’s a personal project. ” It’s a short, warily terse reply as Eddie draws several sheets of paper close to him - a ring laden hand covering up with the scrawling. If there’s the barest hint of a flush, he chooses to ignore it - clearing his throat as he lets an elbow lean out and poorly cover the copy of advanced dungeons and dragons to his left.         “ Not for everyone, you know? Kind of on a ‘need to know’ basis. ”                                                   open starter

    There’s a long pause as Eddie looks down at her, eyes narrowing as if to ‘size her up’ -- but it’s all a show. There’s nothing he loves more than bringing someone into the fold. After all, he used to be there. And he knows what a difference it is to actually learn from someone eager to teach.      “ Well normally I’d be way too busy with planning and frankly everything else going on in my packed schedule, ” Eddie begins casually, running a hand along his own chin in thought before finally caving. His grin returns full force as he waves her to follow him, “ But I’m nothing if not generous and wise. You wanna roll the dice? I’ll teach you how -- but first, who you want to play in a story about vanquishing evil. Your character. We’ve got elves, humans, dwarves -- you know what any of those are? ”

    “ Hitting me with the hard questions, huh? But... If I had to pick? ‘ I’d Rather Go Blind ’ by the incredible Etta James. That woman could sing me to sleep, honestly, in the best way possible. Singing pipes unmatched to this day. ”

      “. . . Steve. Buddy. Are you high? What the hell -- no! To both! It’s like saying salad is a sandwich or-or-- no! I thought I was unhinged but jeeesus. Cereal... as soup. ” Still, he’s grinning as he shakes his head and smacks Steve lightly on the arm.                                                   “ Goddamn. ”