Eddie "The Freak" Munson

(Eddie Munson rp blog!) (Mod is a minor and uses he/they)

[ask-the-munson]

Sup. Name's Eddie Munson, although you might know me better as "the freak". In my free time I play guitar, run Hellfire (NOT a satanic cult), and drag my way through senior year of highschool also stare longingly at Steve "The Hair" Harrington cough cough wHO SAID THAT- Feel free to send asks (you will be judged heavily on your music taste) Good artists: Dio, Metallica, AC/DC, Ozzy Ozborne (RIP king), and Aerosmith "It's forced conforming. That's what's KILLING the KIDS... that's the real monster."

(Tagging some other askverse here :D)

@ask-the-wheeler (gay nerd)

@ask-the-henderson (MY SON)

@ask-the-hopperbyers (AND MY DAUGHET APPARENTLY_

@askbyers (other gay nerd)

@ask-the-buckley (LETS GO LESBIANS)

@ask-the-nance (LETS ALSO GO THIS LESBIAN)

@ask-the-harrington (Big boy...)

[ask-the-munson]

hiii eddie

i heard your impromptu guitar solo last night (at 2 am, cough cough)

it was GREAT!

Mhm. I'm trying to learn a NON metal song (for once), and it's kinda tricky. Hope you enjoyed

[ask-the-munson]

Heyy how're you doing? I haven't heard you blaring metal in a while

Yeah it's been a bit- been busy with trying to graduate again and all that stuff. Also started a new campaign so that's been taking up a lot of time. But I mean- would you prefer I do?

[ask-the-munson]

hi eddie! how are you and how are things going with steve?

- @ask-the-cunningham

Oh sup Chrissy. I'm doing pretty decent after my trek back from essentially being dead- Me and Steve you say? I mean- nothing confirmed I mean for SURE but like maybe we kinda sorta went on a date and I have his letterman jacket BUT IM LIKE TO NORMAL AND NOTHING HAPPENED

[gamergirl-lumine]

Eddie: *is dead*

Steve: No.

Eddie: *is alive again*

Steve: Better, thank you.

Eddie: ???

[ask-the-harrington]

better.

@ask-the-munson

[ask-the-munson]

Can confirm this is exactly what happened actually

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-holly]

...Are you the weirdo that hangs around my brother sometimes?

[ask-the-munson]

Certified weirdo and freak indeed

[ask-the-holly]

Certified? I don't think it's possible to get certified for that.

[ask-the-wheeler]

@ask-the-munson why do you always talk to my sisters? 🙄

[ask-the-munson]

Listen- the eldest Wheeler is cool, and I had to greet the new one. Don't make it weird gayboy and YES I'm calling you that whether you agree with it yet or not

[ask-the-wheeler]

SURE. Call me gay in front of my baby sister. Now I'll have to explain to her what the heck that means... And just so you know, I'm not denying it. Maybe questioning it.

[ask-the-munson]

Oh it's finally happening? Alright then well I'm here if you have any questions man

[ask-the-wheeler]

... what kind of questions? Like how can I stop being a homo because it's dumb and annoying....???

[ask-the-munson]

Woah okay there buddy- why is it "dumb and annoying"?

[ask-the-wheeler]

Because LOVE is...

[ask-the-munson]

Ah. I see. Well, to put it in a more similar tone... are you being afflicted by this annoyance at the moment? You're yapping about it like you are

[ask-the-wheeler]

No. Me? No. Never. Gross. I'm not talking about it... especially not with you, Eddie. No offense, you're awesome but you're way too close with my big sister.

[ask-the-munson]

Uh huh whatever you say Wheeler. And yeah that's fair. But you know I'd never tell her if you weren't okay with it, right?

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-holly]

...Are you the weirdo that hangs around my brother sometimes?

[ask-the-munson]

Certified weirdo and freak indeed

[ask-the-holly]

Certified? I don't think it's possible to get certified for that.

[ask-the-wheeler]

@ask-the-munson why do you always talk to my sisters? 🙄

[ask-the-munson]

Listen- the eldest Wheeler is cool, and I had to greet the new one. Don't make it weird gayboy and YES I'm calling you that whether you agree with it yet or not

[ask-the-wheeler]

SURE. Call me gay in front of my baby sister. Now I'll have to explain to her what the heck that means... And just so you know, I'm not denying it. Maybe questioning it.

[ask-the-munson]

Oh it's finally happening? Alright then well I'm here if you have any questions man

[ask-the-wheeler]

... what kind of questions? Like how can I stop being a homo because it's dumb and annoying....???

[ask-the-munson]

Woah okay there buddy- why is it "dumb and annoying"?

[ask-the-wheeler]

Because LOVE is...

[ask-the-munson]

Ah. I see. Well, to put it in a more similar tone... are you being afflicted by this annoyance at the moment? You're yapping about it like you are

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-holly]

...Are you the weirdo that hangs around my brother sometimes?

[ask-the-munson]

Certified weirdo and freak indeed

[ask-the-holly]

Certified? I don't think it's possible to get certified for that.

[ask-the-wheeler]

@ask-the-munson why do you always talk to my sisters? 🙄

[ask-the-munson]

Listen- the eldest Wheeler is cool, and I had to greet the new one. Don't make it weird gayboy and YES I'm calling you that whether you agree with it yet or not

[ask-the-wheeler]

SURE. Call me gay in front of my baby sister. Now I'll have to explain to her what the heck that means... And just so you know, I'm not denying it. Maybe questioning it.

[ask-the-munson]

Oh it's finally happening? Alright then well I'm here if you have any questions man

[ask-the-wheeler]

... what kind of questions? Like how can I stop being a homo because it's dumb and annoying....???

[ask-the-munson]

Woah okay there buddy- why is it "dumb and annoying"?

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-holly]

...Are you the weirdo that hangs around my brother sometimes?

[ask-the-munson]

Certified weirdo and freak indeed

[ask-the-holly]

Certified? I don't think it's possible to get certified for that.

[ask-the-wheeler]

@ask-the-munson why do you always talk to my sisters? 🙄

[ask-the-munson]

Listen- the eldest Wheeler is cool, and I had to greet the new one. Don't make it weird gayboy and YES I'm calling you that whether you agree with it yet or not

[ask-the-wheeler]

SURE. Call me gay in front of my baby sister. Now I'll have to explain to her what the heck that means... And just so you know, I'm not denying it. Maybe questioning it.

[ask-the-munson]

Oh it's finally happening? Alright then well I'm here if you have any questions man

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-holly]

...Are you the weirdo that hangs around my brother sometimes?

[ask-the-munson]

Certified weirdo and freak indeed

[ask-the-holly]

Certified? I don't think it's possible to get certified for that.

[ask-the-wheeler]

@ask-the-munson why do you always talk to my sisters? 🙄

[ask-the-munson]

Listen- the eldest Wheeler is cool, and I had to greet the new one. Don't make it weird gayboy and YES I'm calling you that whether you agree with it yet or not

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-holly]

...Are you the weirdo that hangs around my brother sometimes?

[ask-the-munson]

Certified weirdo and freak indeed

[ask-the-holly]

Certified? I don't think it's possible to get certified for that.

[ask-the-munson]

Why is this child questioning my certification for weirdness @ask-the-nance your siblings keep harrASSING ME

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-holly]

...Are you the weirdo that hangs around my brother sometimes?

[ask-the-munson]

Certified weirdo and freak indeed

[ask-the-holly]

Hii !!!

Holly Wheeler here !!

My favorite flavor of anything is sprinkles !!!! (Because, yes, sprinkles is a flavor.) my favorite color is purple :D

I like playing DND, making bracelets, baking with my mom @ask-mrs-wheeler, and drawing/coloring !!

Youngest daughter of three children !! My siblings are @ask-the-wheeler and @ask-the-nance !!

ooc//

this is my first time making a rp account, please be kind LOL.

i am a minor!! please don't be weird 🙏

refusing the holly age retcon, she was born in 1980 idc

[ask-the-munson]

Oh my god there's another one

[ask-the-harrington]

We never did finish that date Harrington- lemme know when you wanna pick that back up :D

(or we just summarize what happened and move on lol)

-@ask-the-munson

You want another one Munson?

(If u wanna do a summary that would also be great)

[ask-the-munson]

I mean... I wouldn't be opposed to one.

(Cool cool my guess is that we just kinda walked around the museum for a bit and we talked a lot- didn't really kiss or anything (but I probably would have tried to pull some really cheesy flirting moves like the yawn stretch/arms over the shoulder thingy lmao) but maybe like handholding who knows

And then after that you probably just dropped me off at home and we said something along the lines of "That was fun goodnight see you soon" :D feel free to add or change anything)

[ask-the-munson]

"Fuckin' fuck fuck!"

Frankie had very quickly shut off the water the moment it switched with no warning, directly from hellfire hot to so cold it felt like snow. She pulled on the first items of clothing she could find- notably, a pair of raggedy sweatpants, an old, bleach-stained tee, and a pair of flip-flops.

By the time she's stomped over to the Munson trailer, since they're the only neighbors she's ever talked to, even for thirty seconds, her kinda-sudsy hair has half-soaked her shirt already. She barely thinks about the time- almost midnight- before repeatedly slamming her fist against the door. It swings open right as she raises her fist to 'knock' again.

*yanks open the door. Heavy metal music is blasting out from behind him, and he's wearing his typical Hellfire shirt, sweats, and notably not his vest, but instead a Hawkins High letterman jacket. He leans against the doorframe*

"Care to tell me why you're breaking down my door miss...?"

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Please tell me your hot water isn't working either." She blurts, a desperate look in her eye. "I do not have the time, money, or patience to deal with anyone to fix it right now."

Then she pauses, realizing she did not, in fact, actually introduce herself. "Oh, sorry, I'm from just across the street. Moved in last week. I'm Frankie."

[ask-the-munson]

"Frankie. Got it. Well uh... lemme go check I guess."

*he goes back into the house, leaving the door open as an invitation. As he turns around, you see the name on the back of the jacket is "Harrington", which is embroidered above the number 68. He yells back as he walks*

"I'm Eddie by the way."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Thanks," Frankie mumbles, hesitantly following him in, gently shutting the door behind her. She stands awkwardly, waiting for him to come back.

"Eddie.... alright." She says, mostly to herself, committing his name to memory.

[ask-the-munson]

*comes back into the living room*

"Yeah... I'm gonna have to guess it's just your house, cause my water albeit slow like it normally is, is fine. It happens though- it should be fine by tomorrow."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Oh great..." She groans, running a hand through her still sudsy hair. "Thanks, though. For checking. Uh... is it normally random, or, like, are there specific times I should avoid taking a shower so I don't freeze my ass off?"

[ask-the-munson]

"Typically it's pretty random, but it happens more frequently during colder weather so I'd say try to conserve hot water during those times."

*He pauses, glancing at your hair and half soaking clothes*

"...Did you want to use my shower? It's probably not great but it's better than having soap in your hair while you sleep I guess-"

[frankie-not-francesca]

She hesitates, unsure. God, she hates how awkward she gets.

"I wouldn't wanna, like, impose or anything. All I really need to do is rinse my hair out anyway..."

[ask-the-munson]

*shrugs, fiddling with the edge of the Harrington letterman jacket*

"You're fine. Honestly I'm surprised you didn't book it once you heard the name Eddie, so you're not imposing at all. And if you're not cool with using the shower, the sink is there too... although I'm not real sure how well that would work."

[frankie-not-francesca]

Frankie can't help the small snort that escapes her. "I've heard plenty about you. The moment I heard 'Freak', I knew I wasn't, like, alone in this town. I know I don't look like it right now, but I'm usually a bit more.... not basic than this."

She smiles a bit, getting a little more comfortable. Especially when she realizes whose name was on the jacket, which she didn't actually recognize earlier. Oh. He's probably gay. Safe.

"Actually, yeah, thanks. I'd really appreciate being able to actually finish my shower." She chuckles. "I didn't even get, like, a warning. The water didn't cool down at it, it just switched."

[ask-the-munson]

*glances up and grins*

"Hm. Not basic, huh? That's always fun to see in this town."

*he walks over to the couch and sprawls out on it*

"Mkay then. If you're gonna use the shower, I would recommend grabbing a change of clothes unless you're gonna stay in those, and for the sink- actually hold up-"

*runs over to the kitchen, moving some dishes out of the way. He turns around and leans on the counter*

"Okay now you're good."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Oh, shit, yeah." She laughs, glancing down at the definitely dirty t-shirt she had thrown on. "Honestly, I grabbed the first thing I saw."

"I'll be right back, then." She says, already turning towards the door. "Like, two minutes. I'll be back."

[ask-the-munson]

*thumbs up*

"Aight got it."

*he goes back to the couch, just listening to his music*

[frankie-not-francesca]

She pratically bolts across the street to her place, gathering a change of clothes and grabbing one of her own towels- she hates using other people's towels, ick. She's back within two minutes, knocking, but then realizing she could probably let herself in.

"Right down the hall, I assume? They don't exactly add variation to trailers."

[ask-the-munson]

*points down the hall*

"Yup- down the hall on the left."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Great. Thank you, like so much." She smiles, albiet a bit awkwardly, and makes her way down the hall.

To be honest, the hot water feels like a godsend. Frankie has to actively remind herself that she's not at home and can't spend hours in the shower.

Soon enough, she's getting out and getting dressed- a random, cut-off band tee with minimal bleach stains, a pair of black sweatpants, and the flip flops from earlier. She leaves the bathroom with her dirty clothes folded underneath her arm, towel-drying her hair.

[ask-the-munson]

*by now it's probably around one am-one thirty, so Eddie is sprawled out on the couch with an arm over his face, half asleep*

[frankie-not-francesca]

Frankie really doesn't want to bother him, so instead, she spots a pad of Post-its and writes a note on it, with her number at the bottom.

Thanks again for the shower. See you around, neighbor. Here's my number if you need anything.

-Frankie :)

She then sticks it to his Walkman on the coffee table before quietly slipping out.

[ask-the-munson]

"Fuckin' fuck fuck!"

Frankie had very quickly shut off the water the moment it switched with no warning, directly from hellfire hot to so cold it felt like snow. She pulled on the first items of clothing she could find- notably, a pair of raggedy sweatpants, an old, bleach-stained tee, and a pair of flip-flops.

By the time she's stomped over to the Munson trailer, since they're the only neighbors she's ever talked to, even for thirty seconds, her kinda-sudsy hair has half-soaked her shirt already. She barely thinks about the time- almost midnight- before repeatedly slamming her fist against the door. It swings open right as she raises her fist to 'knock' again.

*yanks open the door. Heavy metal music is blasting out from behind him, and he's wearing his typical Hellfire shirt, sweats, and notably not his vest, but instead a Hawkins High letterman jacket. He leans against the doorframe*

"Care to tell me why you're breaking down my door miss...?"

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Please tell me your hot water isn't working either." She blurts, a desperate look in her eye. "I do not have the time, money, or patience to deal with anyone to fix it right now."

Then she pauses, realizing she did not, in fact, actually introduce herself. "Oh, sorry, I'm from just across the street. Moved in last week. I'm Frankie."

[ask-the-munson]

"Frankie. Got it. Well uh... lemme go check I guess."

*he goes back into the house, leaving the door open as an invitation. As he turns around, you see the name on the back of the jacket is "Harrington", which is embroidered above the number 68. He yells back as he walks*

"I'm Eddie by the way."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Thanks," Frankie mumbles, hesitantly following him in, gently shutting the door behind her. She stands awkwardly, waiting for him to come back.

"Eddie.... alright." She says, mostly to herself, committing his name to memory.

[ask-the-munson]

*comes back into the living room*

"Yeah... I'm gonna have to guess it's just your house, cause my water albeit slow like it normally is, is fine. It happens though- it should be fine by tomorrow."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Oh great..." She groans, running a hand through her still sudsy hair. "Thanks, though. For checking. Uh... is it normally random, or, like, are there specific times I should avoid taking a shower so I don't freeze my ass off?"

[ask-the-munson]

"Typically it's pretty random, but it happens more frequently during colder weather so I'd say try to conserve hot water during those times."

*He pauses, glancing at your hair and half soaking clothes*

"...Did you want to use my shower? It's probably not great but it's better than having soap in your hair while you sleep I guess-"

[frankie-not-francesca]

She hesitates, unsure. God, she hates how awkward she gets.

"I wouldn't wanna, like, impose or anything. All I really need to do is rinse my hair out anyway..."

[ask-the-munson]

*shrugs, fiddling with the edge of the Harrington letterman jacket*

"You're fine. Honestly I'm surprised you didn't book it once you heard the name Eddie, so you're not imposing at all. And if you're not cool with using the shower, the sink is there too... although I'm not real sure how well that would work."

[frankie-not-francesca]

Frankie can't help the small snort that escapes her. "I've heard plenty about you. The moment I heard 'Freak', I knew I wasn't, like, alone in this town. I know I don't look like it right now, but I'm usually a bit more.... not basic than this."

She smiles a bit, getting a little more comfortable. Especially when she realizes whose name was on the jacket, which she didn't actually recognize earlier. Oh. He's probably gay. Safe.

"Actually, yeah, thanks. I'd really appreciate being able to actually finish my shower." She chuckles. "I didn't even get, like, a warning. The water didn't cool down at it, it just switched."

[ask-the-munson]

*glances up and grins*

"Hm. Not basic, huh? That's always fun to see in this town."

*he walks over to the couch and sprawls out on it*

"Mkay then. If you're gonna use the shower, I would recommend grabbing a change of clothes unless you're gonna stay in those, and for the sink- actually hold up-"

*runs over to the kitchen, moving some dishes out of the way. He turns around and leans on the counter*

"Okay now you're good."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Oh, shit, yeah." She laughs, glancing down at the definitely dirty t-shirt she had thrown on. "Honestly, I grabbed the first thing I saw."

"I'll be right back, then." She says, already turning towards the door. "Like, two minutes. I'll be back."

[ask-the-munson]

*thumbs up*

"Aight got it."

*he goes back to the couch, just listening to his music*

[frankie-not-francesca]

She pratically bolts across the street to her place, gathering a change of clothes and grabbing one of her own towels- she hates using other people's towels, ick. She's back within two minutes, knocking, but then realizing she could probably let herself in.

"Right down the hall, I assume? They don't exactly add variation to trailers."

[ask-the-munson]

*points down the hall*

"Yup- down the hall on the left."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Great. Thank you, like so much." She smiles, albiet a bit awkwardly, and makes her way down the hall.

To be honest, the hot water feels like a godsend. Frankie has to actively remind herself that she's not at home and can't spend hours in the shower.

Soon enough, she's getting out and getting dressed- a random, cut-off band tee with minimal bleach stains, a pair of black sweatpants, and the flip flops from earlier. She leaves the bathroom with her dirty clothes folded underneath her arm, towel-drying her hair.

[ask-the-munson]

*by now it's probably around one am-one thirty, so Eddie is sprawled out on the couch with an arm over his face, half asleep*

[ask-the-munson]

"Fuckin' fuck fuck!"

Frankie had very quickly shut off the water the moment it switched with no warning, directly from hellfire hot to so cold it felt like snow. She pulled on the first items of clothing she could find- notably, a pair of raggedy sweatpants, an old, bleach-stained tee, and a pair of flip-flops.

By the time she's stomped over to the Munson trailer, since they're the only neighbors she's ever talked to, even for thirty seconds, her kinda-sudsy hair has half-soaked her shirt already. She barely thinks about the time- almost midnight- before repeatedly slamming her fist against the door. It swings open right as she raises her fist to 'knock' again.

*yanks open the door. Heavy metal music is blasting out from behind him, and he's wearing his typical Hellfire shirt, sweats, and notably not his vest, but instead a Hawkins High letterman jacket. He leans against the doorframe*

"Care to tell me why you're breaking down my door miss...?"

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Please tell me your hot water isn't working either." She blurts, a desperate look in her eye. "I do not have the time, money, or patience to deal with anyone to fix it right now."

Then she pauses, realizing she did not, in fact, actually introduce herself. "Oh, sorry, I'm from just across the street. Moved in last week. I'm Frankie."

[ask-the-munson]

"Frankie. Got it. Well uh... lemme go check I guess."

*he goes back into the house, leaving the door open as an invitation. As he turns around, you see the name on the back of the jacket is "Harrington", which is embroidered above the number 68. He yells back as he walks*

"I'm Eddie by the way."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Thanks," Frankie mumbles, hesitantly following him in, gently shutting the door behind her. She stands awkwardly, waiting for him to come back.

"Eddie.... alright." She says, mostly to herself, committing his name to memory.

[ask-the-munson]

*comes back into the living room*

"Yeah... I'm gonna have to guess it's just your house, cause my water albeit slow like it normally is, is fine. It happens though- it should be fine by tomorrow."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Oh great..." She groans, running a hand through her still sudsy hair. "Thanks, though. For checking. Uh... is it normally random, or, like, are there specific times I should avoid taking a shower so I don't freeze my ass off?"

[ask-the-munson]

"Typically it's pretty random, but it happens more frequently during colder weather so I'd say try to conserve hot water during those times."

*He pauses, glancing at your hair and half soaking clothes*

"...Did you want to use my shower? It's probably not great but it's better than having soap in your hair while you sleep I guess-"

[frankie-not-francesca]

She hesitates, unsure. God, she hates how awkward she gets.

"I wouldn't wanna, like, impose or anything. All I really need to do is rinse my hair out anyway..."

[ask-the-munson]

*shrugs, fiddling with the edge of the Harrington letterman jacket*

"You're fine. Honestly I'm surprised you didn't book it once you heard the name Eddie, so you're not imposing at all. And if you're not cool with using the shower, the sink is there too... although I'm not real sure how well that would work."

[frankie-not-francesca]

Frankie can't help the small snort that escapes her. "I've heard plenty about you. The moment I heard 'Freak', I knew I wasn't, like, alone in this town. I know I don't look like it right now, but I'm usually a bit more.... not basic than this."

She smiles a bit, getting a little more comfortable. Especially when she realizes whose name was on the jacket, which she didn't actually recognize earlier. Oh. He's probably gay. Safe.

"Actually, yeah, thanks. I'd really appreciate being able to actually finish my shower." She chuckles. "I didn't even get, like, a warning. The water didn't cool down at it, it just switched."

[ask-the-munson]

*glances up and grins*

"Hm. Not basic, huh? That's always fun to see in this town."

*he walks over to the couch and sprawls out on it*

"Mkay then. If you're gonna use the shower, I would recommend grabbing a change of clothes unless you're gonna stay in those, and for the sink- actually hold up-"

*runs over to the kitchen, moving some dishes out of the way. He turns around and leans on the counter*

"Okay now you're good."

[frankie-not-francesca]

"Oh, shit, yeah." She laughs, glancing down at the definitely dirty t-shirt she had thrown on. "Honestly, I grabbed the first thing I saw."

"I'll be right back, then." She says, already turning towards the door. "Like, two minutes. I'll be back."

[ask-the-munson]

*thumbs up*

"Aight got it."

*he goes back to the couch, just listening to his music*

[frankie-not-francesca]

She pratically bolts across the street to her place, gathering a change of clothes and grabbing one of her own towels- she hates using other people's towels, ick. She's back within two minutes, knocking, but then realizing she could probably let herself in.

"Right down the hall, I assume? They don't exactly add variation to trailers."

[ask-the-munson]

*points down the hall*

"Yup- down the hall on the left."