#day 017

[formuladone]

Driver Every Day 2020 - 017//366 ∟ Day 017 - Alex  A l b o n

[doodlebs]

IN HEAVEN, EVERYTHING IS FINE

[eggalovania]

happy valenteggs day, fuckos

[rinaday]

[w0-2013-365]

017/26

watching tv ("sense and sensibility")

[w0-2013-365]

017-365

times like these....

[emo-floof-child-writes]

Day 017: Wanted.

Featuring Eddie Munson, Dustin Henderson, and Lucas Sinclair. (Technically Steve Harrington for the last two sentences).

Chrissy Cunningham, Nancy Wheeler, Max Mayfield, Robin Buckley, and Erica Sinclair.

936 words and is kind of an in between canon scene.

“I can’t even describe how important you are to me. You’ve changed my life. I wouldn’t be the same without you.” Eddie says, looking at Lucas and Dustin sitting in the musty RV waiting for Steve, Erica, Robin, Nancy and Max to go inside the armory store. Lucas perks up from his spot at the back of the RV. “It might have been better if you had never met us. You may not have been in this situation without knowing us.” Lucas says, and Eddie shakes his head. “No, you're wrong, Sinclair. Chrissy would have asked me to get her drugs at my place without your influence, but if you guys didn't know me, I would have been screwed.” He runs his hands through his hair. “I mean, sh!t, Dustin, if you didn't believe I was innocent I wouldn't have gotten this far, let alone kept the pinch of sanity I have now.”

Dustin shrugs. “You helped us out, it was only fair that we help you too.” Dustin says, with a smile. “Yeah, I mean, what were we supposed to do, leave our dungeon master to rot?” Eddie laughs. “I just played a roleplaying game, not like that's anything special. I mean, you got people way cooler and more helpful to you than me at your side. I mean, hell, Dustin you were right. Steve is every bit the badass you painted him to be. Nancy Wheeler can shoot a gun/has multiple guns in her bedroom, and they all seem to have this crazy world under control. What the hell have I done? I ran away.” Dustin stands up to sit down on the floor next to Eddie, patting his shoulder. “Well, admittedly, I don't spend much time with Nancy, since she and Steve broke up before I hung out with Steve, but we don't like them because they can hold their own in a fight. I mean, if that were the case, Steve wouldn't hit that category.” Eddie frowns. “What do you mean? I watched him rip a demo-bat apart with his bare hands and feet, while spitting out blood, how the fu¢k does he not count?”

Dustin sighs. “Oh, when it comes to monster fighting, he's the winner, but I was referring to his ‘against people’ ranking. He's been in like three or four fights and has only won one.” Eddie gasps. “Seriously, how?” Lucas groans from where he sits. “He tends to protect us by getting beat to high hell. The first fight I saw him do was to protect me from Billy Hargrove, if you remember him.” Eddie nods. Though they never really crossed paths, he had heard the name be tossed around. He scoffs. “I'm still failing to see why you guys are so fiercely loyal to me of all people. I'm just a cowardly freak who happens to share an interest with you guys.” Dustin chuckles. “You aren't a coward for freaking out about Chrissy and Vecna. I would have ran too. That's the normal reaction to what you saw. And as for our loyalty, and why we hold you older boys up the way we do, is not because you're strong, or something.” Lucas nods. “Yeah, you guys came into our lives when we needed you. And have stayed in our lives, treating us like someone worth hanging out with and listening to us. No one did that before you or Steve.”

Eddie glances back at Dustin, who is also nodding to confirm Lucas' statement. “But you have Steve already, why add me to the mix?” Dustin runs a hand down his face, looking exhausted with this topic not going anywhere. “Steve is like the ultimate jock. He doesn't understand our interests like D&D like you do. So we could talk to him about it, but he wouldn't know sh!t. You, on the other hand, know what we're talking about and decided to befriend us when as a senior, you didn't have to.” Eddie spins his rings in his fingers, taking a second to think. “So you like me because I'm a nerd?” Dustin shrugs. “Me personally, I like you because I think you're cool. But I mean, does part of that cool factor come from you understanding things I reference? I guess so.” Lucas walks to the front too, kneeling in front of Eddie. 

“Something you fail to realize is that we don't need an overarching reason why we like you around or we in your words  ‘add you to the mix.’ That was never our thought process. We knew you were in trouble, so we helped you out. Simple as that.” Eddie sniffs, and he could feel tears brimming at the edge of his eyes. It surprises him, since he didn't think these kids could make him cry. He grabs them both and squeezes them tightly. “You two are good kids, and you'll definitely survive high school even if I graduate this year. Try not to get too caught up in the conforming lifestyle of high school, okay? Don't ever feel like you have to change to be treated with respect.” They both nod, hugging him. “Change is inevitable, but we'll do our best to make it be because we need or want to change ourselves, and not because society is trying to force us to.” Eddie smiles. “Good. That's what I want to hear.” Then the RV door busts open, and everyone starts to pile in. “We need to move, NOW!” Steve yells, running up to the driver's seat. “Everybody hang tight!” He adds, as he steps on the gas pedal.

[babbleandtea]

Day 017: A Promise

“This isn’t fair,” I grumbled, crossing my arms while I watched my best friend pack her bags, “Who’s going to help me patch up my arm when you're gone? Finn over at that dingy mechanic shop? Not a chance.” My best friend, since forever it feels like, was moving off planet. Her mother had been offered a job that she just couldn’t pass up. Unfortunately that meant the family was going with her, leaving me here alone.

“Come on,” She laughed, “I just handed you the tools. Don’t act like I did all the work, you'll be fine.” She had finally forced another suitcase closed. She let out a huff and slid down to sit on the floor.

"And no one does that better than you!" I sighed heavily and flopped down beside her dramatically. She looked over to me and she rolled my eyes at my dramatics. I proceeded to then lean on her, letting more of my weight fall on her shoulder as I feigned distraught, "Whatever will I do without you, Specs?"

She shoved me and we both fell into laughter. It slowly fell to silence as it started to set in, the air heavy, not knowing when we would ever see eachother again. 

"I'll send you letters," she smiled weakly, her breath caught. She tried to hide it with a clear of her throat. She continued, "I'll miss you-"

"I'm going to save up and come visit you," my voice was determined, trying to be the confidence and reassurance she needed to hear. Truthfully, it was what I needed to hear too. I smiled big, cheesy, "Nothing and no one is going to keep us apart and that's a promise." We linked pinkies and our promise sealed.