footloose.

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it is a quiet dinner. mom, dusty and me are sitting around the table eating pizza and say nothing. „can we watch a movie later?" dustin asks. i smile. „yeah, man!" mom nods. „what movie do you want to watch, kids?" i'm not a kid anymore and i don't like being called one except if mom does it. „can we watch footloose? please" i say. dustin smiles. „you're still having an awful taste in movies, y/n" „so? we can watch your choice of movie tomorrow" i tell him. „okay, fine" „first you guys help me clean up" mom says.

we're sitting in front of the tv watching footloose and munching chips. i love footloose. i went to the movies when it came out and i wrote dustin an incredibly long letter about it explaining all the details. he, of course, read it before watching the movie. i was pretty mad so i got him to phone me and watch the movie while phoning. that was pretty fun. i realize now how much i missed him and how much i regret not visiting earlier. but it wasn't possible to come here before this spring. i graduated in 1983 and then i went to seattle to study psychology. i wanted to visit back then but mom didn't allow it because so many kids died and she was really worried about me coming to hawkins. „what if something happens to you?" she always said. so i had a chance to visit again last summer but then there was this accident and i couldn't come here. the accident. it's still stuck in my head. i see her every night. and i- „oh goodness!" mom says. i didn't realize that the movie was over and that had mom switched the program. at first i don't get it. everything is so familiar. and then it hits me. it's the trailerpark. and that on tv is eddie's trailer. people everywhere. and a news reporter telling something about a body. and murder. oh my god. i'm standing up like i'm in trance. i gotta get out of this room. my head screams. „diane" it says. over and over again.

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