#love to think about her meemaw being an appalachian mystic that she learned everything from

[powderblueblood]

eddie brings you to the fortune teller at the county fair even if you think it's a grift. "it's just cold reading, eddie, there's no way some kook with a bunch of picture cards can predict the future." now, he believes in it too much to EVER think that, but he'd never admit it. he's like "c'mon baby it'll be FUNNY" when in reality he's standing outside the fortune teller's tent shitting himself as you get your cards read because if he's not in your future or vice versa he'll fucking alter fabric of reality and punch fate in the dick. you're welcome