Guitar Riff|Eddie munson|

"Just a little bit of warmth!"

Pre season 2

It had been a month, and I was fine, I went through a bad patch, and that was that.
It was now February, and Eddie was still incredibly rude.
I walked to the kitchen and poured some milk and cereal, then I sat down, preparing for the wrath of Eddie.
As soon as Eddie heard my bowl hit the table, like clockwork he walked out of his room, and on cue said, " Hey, angel of death!"
Then promptly came over and sat down next to me, knocking over my cereal.
I could feel my jaw clench, as well as my fists.
"My bad, angel of death." Eddie said in a rude tone.
I stood up, sick of the same thing every day,
"I'm not your punching bag! I don't know why everyone's so rude? I don't know why you are! I don't want anything from you, maybe a little bit of warmth! How about a bit of decency? What is it with you people!?"
"Don't forget, you started a fight,you got us involved with the upside down, so me picking on you isn't gonna hurt you.