Eddie's home by himself most nights, considering his uncle's work schedule. It doesn't bother him, gives him plenty of time to himself. Time to work on his music and his campaigns uninterrupted. He hits the end of his practice session and heads outside for a smoke break, apparently completely oblivious to the time of day. Time hasn't mattered in a while, the weird hours he keeps. He lights a cigarette and heads out into the sad excuse for a lawn, where he sees the other.
"Hey, Hargrove," he greets with a nod, striding over. "Enjoying the shitty night air of the trailer park?"
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Date: 2022-07-04 12:20 am (UTC)"Hey, Hargrove," he greets with a nod, striding over. "Enjoying the shitty night air of the trailer park?"