[ Stan would have liked to have forgotten everything but he hadn't and then he hears that voice. He's been missing that voice and all the other voices since he got here so he turns toward the shrieking (and Eddie, if he knew you just threw your bike down when you have a perfectly good kickstand...).
He doesn't have time to say anything, because he's already grabbed and somehow the snarky comment he was going to make gets knocked out of him like the wind if he fell on his back. Instead, Stan hugs Eddie back, squeezing tightly and he forgets everything else for this moment of joy and relief.
Then, the tell-tale teenage embarrassment kicks in and he extracts himself from the hug. ]
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He doesn't have time to say anything, because he's already grabbed and somehow the snarky comment he was going to make gets knocked out of him like the wind if he fell on his back. Instead, Stan hugs Eddie back, squeezing tightly and he forgets everything else for this moment of joy and relief.
Then, the tell-tale teenage embarrassment kicks in and he extracts himself from the hug. ]
You little shit. [ Affectionate, of course. ]
I didn't think I knew anyone here.
[ Please let this not be a dream. ]