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Did you ever get enough people together for your game?

[Guess who read your network post and isn't giving any context or any indication of who she is, Eddie!]

[ ??? there was a lot of interest in his game and the username is unfamiliar to him, so he's not sure if this is someone he has interacted at length with yet. ]

i think there should be enough. i just need to decide if i'm gonna try to find handbooks or make all the shit up on my own now. why, you interested in playing?

Oh, that's great! I'm glad you found so many people who want to play. Do you think you'll be able to find the handbooks here?

Maybe? I don't know anything about it aside from what people were saying.

i've been talking with some of the others, there might not be the same kind of handbooks but similar ones? i'll have to see, i can probably homebrew something. well, you would be in the same boat as a lot of other people at least. i feel bad, we just started talking and i didn't even ask your name. who is this again?

Yea I guess it's probably asking too much to be able to find the same things here that you'd have at home.

But yea. Pretend I know absolutely nothing about what you're talking about. :D

[There's a short delay while she just sort of stares at that last message. Then she looks back at the first one and realizes that no, she didn't actually tell him who she was.]

OH. I'm sorry, Eddie! I think I was just assuming you'd know who I was. It's Chrissy.

makes me really sad i won't get to catch any of the future album releases back home. i was really looking forward to iron maiden's next one. something tells me i won't have to do much pretending there.

[ now eddie feels bad. like he somehow should have known it was Chrissy just by the way she types and her username, but the reality is he only really got to hang out with her a short while before her untimely death.

time to change all that. ]

oh shit, hey chrissy! you getting settled in okay?

yo, munson gonna go out on a limb here and assume you're into classic rock

[ dnd nerd? gotta be. ]

anyway i got something cool if you wanna meet up sometime

that's a pretty big assumption but also a pretty strong limb.

[ led zeppelin is just a gateway to metal, okay, and misty mountain hop is a downright bop ]

you have my full attention, where'd you wanna meet?

called it

[ sure the hell is. zepp iv is where it's at ]

i dont wanna move this thing, so maybe here if you're so inclined.

[ he'll even pindrop the location of his little government apartment in sumarlok ]

yeah, what can i say? i'm kind of predictable. yeah if it involves moving around heavy objects then i'd be more than happy to come to you. just let me know where that is and i'll try not to get too lost.

[ he's trying to be more careful about wandering aimlessly now that the whole vampire issue is behind him! although it's a lot easier to navigate with his mobile device than with a compass and a map, at least. ]

it's okay so am i cool, yeah, i think it's kinda fragile so it'd be better

[ yeah fair enough; he'll text the location best he can, easiest routes etc, the precise pin drop of his house.

look its a cool thing and he thinks it should be appreciated ]

oh shit yeah, definitely gotta be careful then i'll be over in a bit

[ And it wasn't like there was much for Eddie to do to wrap anything up that he was doing on his end. As a new arrival, there was only so much to do around here, and Eddie was still trying to figure out where he fit into this whole weird business.

But making friends is nice, even under these circumstances. So when Dean contacted him, of course Eddie was ready to drop everything and visit.

He can't help but wonder what's so fragile that requires Eddie to come to him, and his imagination has been running through a plethora of different possibilities before settling on the let's just wait until we get there or you'll walk right past the location and somehow get lost. He's pretty sure he's found the right house, though, and pockets his phone before knocking on the door. ]

[ Dean's got about shit all to do, so he's in the same boat. Maybe he should find a job, or something - the monsters here are usually people, so hunting them is kind of out of the question. He can bake, though. He's good at that. He's good with cars, maybe finding a garage - if there is one.

Something. Either way, making connections and friends seems to be the thing to do, at least - networking, looking out for one another.

When the knock comes, he opens the door with a nervous grin, pushing it wide so Eddie can come inside. ]

Hey, man. Nice to put a face to the username.

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[ It isn't every day Eddie successfully makes a friend, so this feels like a momentous occasion. He flashes Dean a grin right back and slips inside, immediately finding himself looking curiously around. His own home is still pretty bare bones at the moment, but maybe with the recent appearance of Chrissy, he'll actually put effort into decorating.

Or, as is more likely, she will. ]

Hey! Yeah, I'm not used to the whole texting thing. Back home, it was either face to face or calling. [ He's surprised he hasn't scared more people off with his tendency to resort to jokes and sarcasm, which are harder to decipher in text. ]

[ That lady touch always makes it better. ]

No? Dark ages?

[ It's a joke, and he lets the door shut before going straight for the liquor bottle and holding it up. This is how Dean Winchester makes friends, ladies and gentlemen. ]

Want a drink?

[ Eddie lets out a laugh at that. Hawkins might as well be in the dark ages, especially the state in which he left it. ]

Something like that. 1986, I guess we've got more technology to look forward to, huh?

[ That's assuming Eddie ever goes back, if he goes back and survives. Something tells him he's not going to be that lucky.

But then his eyes light up at the sight of the liquor bottle and his lips curl upwards in a grin. ]

Fuck yeah I do.

Oh damn. Yeah, I'd say so. Wait til you see the Playstation 3.

[ he's from 2011ish, baby ]

Cool. [ Whiskey is Dean's go to when chatting up someone new; it's one of those really bad coping mechanisms people have, a crutch that lets him relax, even if its only for a while.

He grabs two glasses and the bottle from the side table in his small living room and pours two glasses, a solid four fingers each. Go big or go home. ]

Cheers to weirdness and weird gems?

Playstation 3? [ He tries to imagine what that could possibly be. A gaming system isn't even on the radar, as the NES only came out 6 months ago in the US!

Usually Eddie would be indulging in a little weed, so he understands coping mechanisms galore. Alas that his little metal lunchbox, and his supplier, are both back in Hawkins. ]

That sounds like the cheers of the century. [ He leans forward with a mischievous grin as he waits for Dean to slide his glass over. ]

Yeah. It's like..a video game system. Top notch.

[ Dean himself partakes on occasion, has...done a lot more hard drugs than he probably should have, but whatever. Life's like that, he's still here, it's fine.

He pushes the glass over, picks up his own. ]

Cheers to...a weird ass world where everyone turns into monsters, apparently.

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sorry for the delay, been a rough couple weeks