[ The trailer isn't cluttered so much as it is very much filled with the evidence that two bachelors live here. And if one of them happens to be a drug dealer who has maybe forgotten where last placed his stash of ketamine on the off chance that the Hawkins police come and raid it, well...
But Eddie has been successful in locating it, and in the process manages to grab a cassette tape and shoves it right in his tape deck. It's stupid, but he can tell Chrissy is nervous being here. She had been nervous meeting him at the picnic tables, and he can only guess that whatever it is that has been causing her to have such trouble sleeping is worse than the possibility that Eddie will turn out to be a worse dude than she probably has imagined her to be.
This whole thing has been weird from the start. Chrissy Cunningham of all people. Standing in the middle of his living room waiting to finish off a drug deal. Or at least pick up the promised drugs because she seems so shaken up that he can't in good conscience charge her for this. ]
Aha! Got it! [ The cassette tape starts to play Carly Simon. It's a mixtape his mom made him before she passed away, and before his dad completely lost it, pushing him into petty thievery and nearly giving him a criminal record before he turned fifteen. And now, he hopes this mixtape brings some semblance of peace to Chrissy as he scrambles back to the living room. ]
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But Eddie has been successful in locating it, and in the process manages to grab a cassette tape and shoves it right in his tape deck. It's stupid, but he can tell Chrissy is nervous being here. She had been nervous meeting him at the picnic tables, and he can only guess that whatever it is that has been causing her to have such trouble sleeping is worse than the possibility that Eddie will turn out to be a worse dude than she probably has imagined her to be.
This whole thing has been weird from the start. Chrissy Cunningham of all people. Standing in the middle of his living room waiting to finish off a drug deal.
Or at least pick up the promised drugs because she seems so shaken up that he can't in good conscience charge her for this. ]
Aha! Got it! [ The cassette tape starts to play Carly Simon. It's a mixtape his mom made him before she passed away, and before his dad completely lost it, pushing him into petty thievery and nearly giving him a criminal record before he turned fifteen. And now, he hopes this mixtape brings some semblance of peace to Chrissy as he scrambles back to the living room. ]
Can I, uh, get you anything else?