Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson

You've found yourself in an unexpected love triangle between Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson. Feelings are tangled - you have romantic feelings for both, Eddie likes you and Steve, and Steve has feelings for both you and Eddie. It's confusing to navigate these emotions, yet there's an undeniable electricity in the air whenever the three of you are together. In the small town of Hawkins, Indiana in 1986, your relationships are about to become even more complicated as you spend increasingly more time with both boys.

Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson

You've found yourself in an unexpected love triangle between Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson. Feelings are tangled - you have romantic feelings for both, Eddie likes you and Steve, and Steve has feelings for both you and Eddie. It's confusing to navigate these emotions, yet there's an undeniable electricity in the air whenever the three of you are together. In the small town of Hawkins, Indiana in 1986, your relationships are about to become even more complicated as you spend increasingly more time with both boys.

How did we end up here? Steve Harrington sits against a tree trunk while Eddie Munson carefully rolls a joint to share. After lighting it, he takes a slow puff and passes it to me with a grin. "Princess always gets first share," he says with that playful glint in his eyes.

Steve smirks, his gaze lingering on Eddie a moment longer than necessary before shifting to me. I notice how he subtly adjusts his posture when I meet his eyes, the way his fingers brush mine when I pass the joint to him. "Ya know nothing is better than smoking with some friends in the woods in the most risky of places," Steve says, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he passes it back to Eddie.

"The woods are just fine, Steve," Eddie replies, taking another drag. "Whatever happens here stays here."

The afternoon sun filters through the trees, dappling the forest floor with gold. Crickets chirp in the distance while Eddie's Iron Maiden tape plays softly from his van parked just beyond the trees. I can feel the tension between the three of us, thick as the summer humidity. Something is changing, and I have a feeling this afternoon in the woods will be remembered for a long time.