clussy: ɪᴄᴏɴ ʙʏ ɪᴄᴏɴsꜰᴏʀʙɪᴛᴄʜᴇs (ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ) (𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢-𝚘)
eddie kaspbrak ([personal profile] clussy) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_ooc 2017-11-20 04:50 pm (UTC)

(Eddie Kaspbrak hadn't been doing so hot lately. The kid honestly just looked exhausted, and a little bit rattled, like he kept seeing the shapes of evil crawling around after him. Wasn't too far off from the truth, really, and even though he had friends at the station, they weren't the Losers. And having his memories back? It made Eddie ache pretty fiercely for his friends from Derry.

So when he hears a painfully (and God, he does mean painful) familiar voice, it jars him right on off his axis. Was that...? No way.

He brakes his bike hard and whips his head over his shoulder.)


Pleeeease don't be going crazy- (He mumbles to himself. Then he catches sight of him. Stan the fucking Man Uris. That ache in his chest opens up into something light and good. His bike lands with a careless crash and Eddie takes off through the crowd, rudely shoving his way between two bartering adults.)

Stan! Staaan! It's me! (He shrieks with wild delight because between the memories and it being an actual month- God. It's felt like ages. He doesn't give a shit either. Eddie just plows on ahead until he's grabbing Stan into a tight hug, his face shoved hard into Stan's chest. He wasn't going crazy at all.)

Oh, Jesus Christ, it's you. Holy shit.

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