❛ you helped me. now i help you . ❜
@lorebid.

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❛ you helped me. now i help you . ❜
@lorebid.

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"given your history, i should have known better." (for eddie)
'HISTORY? WHAT HISTORY?' HIS MIND BEGAN TO EXPLORE EVERY LITTLE THING HE'D EVER DONE. Good, bad, whatever. He knew how this looked. He knew he was guilty in the eyes of everyone else, which is exactly why he ran. Wound up down some gravel road now, on the path to a place to hopefully hideout, even if just for a few days. "Look, uh," he began, trailing off before meeting Pamela's gaze with some hesitancy behind his voice, "Not sure what rumors these scumbags have been telling you, but I'm not some psycho murderer." Words travel fast, especially in the small town of Hawkins. He knew there was a slew of jocks, Jason specifically, and rednecks up and down the main street searching for him now.
"Look, I... I-I know... I know how this sounds! I know I sound crazy but I know what I saw." Visions of Chrissy's body floating above him and her legs and arms snapping replayed in his mind now. Not one soul would believe him, especially with the Satanic Panic running rampant all across the US now, placing blame for terrible things on people that looked like him; long, messy hair, leather, tattoos, and heavy metal music blaring at any given second.
@lorebid : “This burrito tastes like cheese and regret,”
“ I did say we could get something to eat somewhere else, but noo, you wanted to stay here. ” Eddie glanced over to Pamela and shrugged his shoulders. “ That’s the kinda thanks I get for making you a burrito, huh? Alright! No more burritos for Pammy. ” He stripped off his jacket, threw it onto one of the chairs and fell back into the slightly too hard couch. “ Shit. Is it really that bad? I really tried this time. Just for you. ”