So have you got the guts?

Eddie pondered on the offer, reaching for his mug again to swirl around the contents a few times before taking a small sip. He needed to stop hiding. Stop running. These people who risked their lives to get him home, to make sure he stayed alive and cleared his name deserved the real him, not this scared boy who's taken residents within himself. He owed it to the kids to not hide away anymore. Maybe if he showed himself Dustin would stop calling his house every hour. Wayne would appreciate that. He did miss Steve.

"Alright."

Nancy raised an eyebrow to him, waiting for him to continue.

"What time are we going to the mall tomorrow?"