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Revival

Eddie Munson — Stranger Things

When Eddie escapes prom to look for some fresh air at the schoolyard, he finds someone that he doesn’t expect to be there: the popular girl. Who knows that small encounter would be the revival of something special.

Eddie x Female Character / Reader | Fluff

Eddie knew that this was all pointless. He didn’t know why he’d bothered to go. Prom? To be honest, Eddie would rather be in his room, practicing his guitar or just jamming to some Metallica. If it hadn’t been for Henderson, Wheeler, and Sinclair who had rented him a nice all-black suit, he wouldn’t have gone. He still didn’t understand why those kids would even do it, said that it was their token of gratitude because Eddie had taken them under his wings when nobody else wanted to or something. His uncle had also told him to go, to make some last good memories of high school—also kind of pointless because Eddie couldn’t wait for graduation and get out of this ridiculous place called high school.

When everybody was busy dancing to some lame pop music, Eddie took the chance to escape. He couldn’t believe that Jeff and Gareth had even tried to drag him to the dance floor; he firmly said, unless the DJ played some metal, he wouldn’t get his butt off the chair he’d been stuck in since he’d arrived.

Eddie’s feet took him to the schoolyard. Not too far from the gym where the prom was being held, but at least it wasn’t as noisy and no one was there—that was all he needed. Eddie was about to pull out his cigarette and lighter from his pocket, when the corners of his eyes caught something moving at the spot he was going to.

It was a girl. She was alone.

Eddie kept approaching, eyes squinting to try to get a better look at the girl, because his mind had raised the question of why someone would be there alone. And he finally got a better image when she stepped under the light.

Eddie recognized her. He knew the girl. He knew her full name, where she lived, the little bakery her mother owned, the table she was always at in the cafeteria, and all the classes they took together. She was one of the people he’d known since middle school. The secret that he’d always keep to only himself and would never say out loud was that he’d had a crush on her when he was thirteen.

Her dress was in a soft shade of light blue. The hem of her wavy skirt fell just above her ankle; the sleeves of her top were in short puffs and the sweetheart neckline exposed her collarbone. She let her hair down, just natural, with a floral headpiece on the left side. She looked nice. Very nice. Nicer than everyone he’d seen tonight.

Maybe this was the time for Eddie to admit that that crush from when he was thirteen had never really gone. Maybe it was the reason why all this time he still liked to steal glances at her in class or at the cafeteria, or why he’d hope that she’d be there every time he walked past her mom’s bakery.

She didn’t seem to notice his presence, because she continued to just walk back and forth with arms folded in front of her chest. As Eddie slowly stepped closer, he started to hear little hums; she was humming a song, staring down at her shiny pointy heels. She was clearly in her own world.

Eddie could’ve left. He could just turn around and look for some other place, but his feet only brought him closer until he eventually stopped. Before he even knew what he was doing, he’d already greeted her.

“Hey,” Eddie said, his voice was calm and low, trying not to scare the girl. But she still jumped on her feet, heels swiftly whirling around on concrete—she almost lost her balance.

“Whoa, careful,” Eddie said, inching towards her, ready to catch her just in case she really lost her balance. But she managed to get it back. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. It’s just me. Munson.”

“Oh, Eddie,” she breathed, one hand against her chest, as colors started coming back to her face because she’d lost it for a second from the shock. “Sorry, I thought—” She gulped. “I thought you were like a shadow or something. You’re wearing all black.”

“Ha. Yeah,” he chortled. His hands went to the hem of his suit and tugged in down to straighten it. “You’ll never see me wear a suit in any other color.”

Her lips curved into a shy smile before she dropped her gaze, and that was when the awkwardness started to settle in.

“Uh— Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you,” Eddie said, thinking that he must’ve invaded her space. “I’ll go and look for another place to—”

“No, no, no,” she cut him off, shaking her hand and meeting his gaze again. “You’re not bothering me. I mean, it’s the schoolyard, you’re welcome to be here.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. Too much space and air for myself anyway,” she shrugged.

Eddie chuckled, and he didn’t even know why, but his heart fluttered when his chuckle seemed to bring back the small smile on her face.

“So… You’re here for some fresh air?” Eddie asked as he sat down on one of the benches.

“Yeah,” she nodded. She turned in her heels, her back now facing Eddie, and took a deep breath. Her eyes looked out to the court in the distance. Eddie waited for more answers but there was only silence.

“Isn’t your date… Gonna be looking for you?” He asked carefully as he stared at her figure. He couldn’t help but to notice how the light blue dress wrapped perfectly around her body. She looked so pretty—the thought crossed his mind, but Eddie bit the inside of his mouth to shake it away.

“No,” she shook her head. “I don’t have a date.”

“Really?”

She scoffed and looked at him over her shoulder, and Eddie regretted blurting the response so quickly. “Is it so hard to believe, Munson?” he asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” Eddie answered, trying to sound as convincing as possible. “It’s more like a compliment.” He gave her a half shrug. “You’re quite popular. You’re in the school choir, you’re smart, you’re… Blessed with good genes. There’s no way no one asked you to be their date.”

It was rather dark but it wasn’t that hard for Eddie to notice that she was blushing; he could see by how her lips were curling, trying to fight a smile from breaking out.

“Well, a few boys did. But, I said no. ‘Cause I was actually planning not to come.”

Eddie’s face crinkled in confusion. A girl like her not wanting to go to prom? He expected her to be excited about prom, the popular kids usually would be. There must be something wrong. Was it why she was out here looking for some fresh air while her friends were having fun inside?

“Why?” Eddie felt like he was asking too many questions, but he was honestly dying to know.

She let out a sigh. It sounded like a heavy one. Just like that, Eddie knew that there was definitely something bothering her mind.

She looked up to the sky this time. Eddie could only see the side of her face, slightly covered with her hair. “Do you think it’s silly to feel scared because high school is gonna be over?” She finally said after a moment of silence.

Yes. That was Eddie’s initial thought. Don’t forget the part where he couldn’t wait about leaving high school. He was going to finally get his freedom, he could do whatever he wanted. There was nothing to be scared about, everything was going to be great—Eddie didn’t know how, he just believed it. But he didn’t say yes out loud; he didn’t say anything at all.

“It’s like… You’ve spent so many years in the same place, with these same people, doing things you know. And suddenly, you’re out there. And your friends are moving away,” she said. The hint of sadness and fear in her voice couldn’t go unnoticeable. “But you stay here. And somehow you know that when you see them again, they might not be the same. Things might not be the same.”

Eddie dropped his gaze to the ground, to the tip of his shoes—he still couldn’t believe he’d let his uncle talk him into wearing dress shoes. Her words lingered in his mind; he let the silence take over again as he pondered on her words.

“So… You didn’t want to go to prom because… It’s reminding you that high school is gonna be over?”

“Yeah. Basically.”

“Well, uh… Honestly, I can’t really relate with you,” Eddie finally began, giving her a regretful look when she turned around. “I’m just excited to start a new life. Feel like the world has been waiting for Eddie Munson to… Rock ‘em,” he said, punching his fist to the air, earning a little chortle from her.

“What’s the plan?”

She suddenly walked closer to Eddie and Eddie felt his heart starting to race. His gaze followed her as she sat next to him, close enough for him to smell the sweet scent of her perfume, which might have stopped his heart for a second.

“My plan? Uh– Get a job,” he looked away when he realized that her eyes were preying him for more answers. Not in a judging or malicious way, of course, but he suddenly felt a little bit shy from the way she was staring at him. “I don’t know, just learn new things out there.”

“You’re not going to college?”

“Maybe I will, one day, who knows,” Eddie shrugged. “But if I have the funds I’d probably use it on my band rather than college, you know, maybe we can make music and play somewhere else other than The Hideout. That’s the dream.”

“The Garden,” she mentioned. “That’s the dream, right?”

Eddie’s heart jumped. She had a small smirk on her face when he looked back at her. He was genuinely surprised that she knew about that, and every crease on his face showed it—the exact reason why she continued to explain before he even asked about it. He was still stunned that she knew about his big, probably unrealistic dream of playing at Madison Square Garden.

“Back in middle school, you and Corroded Coffin were about to go on stage for the talent show,” she said, trying to get Eddie to remember. “Well, I was managing the stage with Mrs. Wilson, so I was there, and you gave this speech to your bandmates about how you guys were gonna make it the most metal performance Hawkins Middle would ever see.” Eddie swore her eyes were sparkling as she told the story, like it was a memory she cherished. “And you said something like… ‘It’s not exactly The Garden, but we gotta start somewhere’ or something like that.”

Eddie chortled, his lips forming a grin. A ridiculously stupid but joyous grin. He did remember that she’d been there that day, standing by the stage through their whole performance. He still had this image stored in his head, of how she’d smiled and clapped for them when not a lot of other students did.

“Wow, you— You remember that?” He beamed.

“I’ll never forget.” She smiled. “That was a pretty cool performance, honestly.”

“Thanks. Uh— Yeah, that’s uh, that’s the dream,” he nodded. “And, how about you? What’s your plan?”

She sighed again, this one sounded less heavy even though her smile still faltered a bit. “Stay here. Help my mom run the bakery. Go to college, I uh— I got accepted to Hawkins College. I’m taking Business.”

“That’s amazing. Congratulations.”

“Thank you.” She gave him a deep nod. “I don’t really know what the dream is, though, I still have to figure that out.” She shrugged as she hugged herself, ran her hands up and down her arms, protecting herself from the small night breeze. “But I guess I’m not mad if I’ll end up making bread like my mum.”

Eddie wasted no time on taking his jacket suit off as he once again noticed her shivering. “No, Eddie, I’m fine—” She tried to refuse when she realized that Eddie was trying to put his jacket on her but he insisted, wrapping the jacket safely around her shoulder. “Thank you,” she mumbled.

“You’re welcome.” He smiled and she returned it with the same gesture, before both of them looked away, a sense of warmth wrapping their hearts.

The silence seeped in again. They could hear music coming from the gym, being a nice background for the little moment they were sharing right now. Eddie had sat closer to her from his effort of giving her the jacket—their knees nearly touched and Eddie smelled her perfume again. He felt his heart pounding rather hard on his chest. Weird but comfortable.

“I guess change can be scary, huh?” Eddie softly mumbled as he traced his thumb on his rings. He kept thinking about her words and the more he thought about it, the more he understood. He rubbed his palms on his thighs before standing up.

“And that’s life. But, uh… Maybe we can focus more on the exciting parts?” He suggested, raising his eyebrows at her who was looking up at him attentively. “Like how you’re gonna meet new people and smash Business school, hey— Maybe you are gonna make bread. But, like, way more bread, because you’re gonna open up two, three other stores. Maybe even expand it out of Hawkins.”

She smiled ear to ear and Eddie couldn’t lie, he felt proud for being able to make her smile like that. She’d looked so worried earlier, even sad, but he could barely see those again in her face.

“Yeah… Yeah, that sounds… Good.” She giggles. “Oh my God, you…” She trailed off. Eddie could see her face illuminated by the dim garden lamp and his heart clenched because the way she looked at him, it was almost like she was admiring him. “You never changed.”

“I’m sorry?”

“I don’t know.” She shrugged. "I thought you’ve become this… This mean and scary guy.”

Eddie chortled, brushing his knuckles to the tip of his nose. “I thought you’ve become too popular to talk to me.” But apparently she was still all the same. Still the kind and shy girl he’d first talked to on the first day of middle school.

She made a face, nose all scrunched up in a cute way, before shaking her head. “It’s been so long since the last time we talked.”

“Yeah, way too long. I don’t even remember when, honestly,” Eddie agreed.

Eddie actually regretted that now. They’d taken so many classes together, had all the opportunities, but they’d never really spoken to each other, didn’t even know how or why they’d create a distance between them. They’d used to hang out back in middle school, not frequently, but enough to call each other friends. Maybe it was because she belonged to the more popular side and he was more of an outcast. If high school had been kinder, they’d probably have the courage to stay friends. What would people say if they saw the pretty, smart, popular girl hanging out with Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson? Eddie had just been saving her the trouble, really.

“Hey, do you hear that?” Eddie said suddenly, pointing his finger up, catching her attention again.

“Hear what?”

“The music. That’s our cue.”

The pop dance music had died down. It had been replaced with a slow, melancholic, romantic music. But she furrowed her eyebrows, not really understanding what he meant by ‘that’s our cue’.

“I know we both don’t really want to be here right now, but…” Eddie slowly stepped closer to her. “I guess one last high school dance won’t hurt?”

Eddie extended his hand. This was a crazy thing he was doing. A couple of hours ago he didn’t even want to leave his house but now he was offering her a dance? What the hell happened? But all he knew was that he was trying to give her the last dance she deserved. He knew how busy being in a school choir was and getting into Hawkins College wouldn’t have been easy too, she must’ve worked herself for it, not to mention that she did all that while helping her mom in the bakery. What she deserved was a nice prom memory that Eddie hoped she could cherish.

Eddie’s heart soared when she took his hand with a smile. She gave his suit jacket back to him, saying that he needed to look perfect for their dance, so Eddie took it and wore it again.

But then he tensed for a second, when he realized that he’d never really learned how to dance; he never planned to have one. He didn’t quite know what to do. And she must’ve noticed it because she let out a small giggle, which made him slightly embarrassed. With an understanding look, she grabbed his other hand and rested both hands on her waist, before she put her hands on his shoulders—he softened up instantly.

They started swaying to the faint music. They stared deep into each other’s eyes and in that moment, Eddie realized how pretty she actually was. That wasn’t a brand new thought, he’d been thinking about that since he was thirteen. But he’d never seen her up close like this. Eddie was fighting all the voices in his head that kept telling him that it was okay to shift his gaze down to her lips for a second. “Don’t do something crazy,” he repeated the words in his mind. Because they’d been having a good time so far, this was probably the revival of their friendship, and Eddie wouldn’t let himself ruin that.

“Eddie?” she whispered.

“Hmm?”

“Please never change. Keep being Eddie.”

He slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling quite surprised by her words—he quickly figured that maybe she thought it would be easier or at least comforting if something or someone she knew stayed the same while everything around them changed.

“Okay,” he replied. That was a promise. “You too.” That was all he managed to say, because he could feel one of her hands starting to play with the ends of his curls and that easily made his heartbeat accelerate even more.

“Okay.”

And then she did it. She shifted her gaze to his lips, before looking back at his eyes, but shifted it down to his lips again.

Without a warning, she tiptoed, eyes fluttering close, and brushed her lips against Eddie’s. She kissed him.

Eddie froze as his stomach did the most sickening twist he’d ever felt, his heart felt like it was running up and down his chest, thumping loud in his ears. His eyes fluttered close too as he mustered all the courage he had to answer the kiss.

It was short and sweet. When Eddie opened his eyes again, he found her looking completely flushed, cheeks all red, chest heaving up and down rhythmically; his own breath was just as heavy. He couldn’t read her, he didn’t know what she was thinking. His fear from earlier instantly came back, about this nice moment being ruined. Eddie was pretty sure she kissed him first. Did she regret doing that?

But then the corners of her lips started twitching, and her lips slowly formed a smile. A genuine shy and happy smile. Eddie let out a sigh of relief as he found himself mirroring her smile, realizing that they hadn’t ruined the moment, they’d actually just made it better.

As she kept the smile on her face, her hands traveled down to wrap around his middle, and she leaned in to rest her head on his shoulder. Eddie circled her hands around her back, pulling her closer as they started swaying to the music again.

He had no idea what was happening. He had no idea what the kiss meant, why she’d done it—did she like him? Attracted to him? Or had a crush on him like how he’d always had on her? But Eddie didn’t need the answer now. He just wanted to appreciate the moment because this… This felt nice. Having her in his arms as they slow dance, it was actually really nice.

Eddie had to admit… Prom wasn’t so bad after all.

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there you go! my second eddie fic!

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No Place I’d Rather Be

Eddie Munson — Stranger Things

Eddie proposes an idea to her. To run away and leave Hawkins.

Eddie x Female Character / Reader | Fluff | Aftermath of Stranger Things 4 Volume 2 | Warnings: spoilers, mentions of deaths

THIS FIC IS REPOSTED FROM MY MAIN BLOG

“We can just run away, you know,” Eddie said. It sounded like a proposal. He was looking away far into the woods, but when she turned to him, he did the same and found her eyes. “Just say the words, and I’ll take you away from here.”

She tugged the corners of her lips ever so slightly, forming a very faint, sheepish smile. “Do you want that?”

Eddie huffed and looked away again as he shifted on the small bench—the wooden floor of Hopper’s cabin creaked as he did so.

“I don’t know.”

The plan was for Eddie to stay with El in Hopper’s old cabin, at least until they found someplace safer. Even though they doubt that searching for them would be in the cops’ or the military’s number one to do list right now since they had bigger problems on their hands, they knew they still needed to be careful. They could put Eddie aside for a moment, but in the matter of hours or days they’d continue to try to find El.

She felt bad for both of them, but especially for Eddie. She knew that a little voice on his head told him to just do that. Run away from Hawkins, from the town that he had just saved but was still calling him a murderer. It had been a living hell for Eddie—to witness not just one but two terrible deaths and being accused of it, to keep running away and hiding, to experience everything he had gone through in the upside down. Eddie was tired.

Her heart clenched uncomfortably, even quite painfully when she took the silent moment to stare at his face. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, forming creases on his forehead. His eyes looked weary; she didn’t remember when was the last time his beautiful round eyes sparkled. The cuts on his cheeks and chin from yesterday were healing, but still red. She then shifted her gaze to his bandage-covered forearm; she winced as she remembered how he’d screamed in pain when she cleaned all the cuts those goddamn bats left.

“You’re a hero, you know that, right?” She said, breaking the silence as she carefully took Eddie’s hands on her scratched ones.

That caught Eddie’s attention again, and a sweet smile immediately grew on his face when her words had completely sinked in on his mind.

“I guess I am,” he shrugged. His smile turned into a playful smirk and her heart warmed up a bit, knowing that Eddie was still being Eddie. “Eddie The Bats Slayer… How does that sound?”

She burst into giggles and Eddie’s smile widened listening to her. The world might be ending, but it wasn’t so bad because he could still hear her laugh. He knew that her laugh would be the last thing he’d think about if they somehow couldn’t save the world again and couldn’t survive.

“That sounds great,” she commented, slightly squeezing his hand. “Eddie The Bats Slayer… That’s… Cool…” She trailed off, and her smile faltered as she dropped her gaze to their locked hands again. “I just wish everyone knew about it.”

“Hey…” Eddie’s voice softened. He sensed her sudden change of mood. “It’s alright…”

To be honest, he didn’t know what to say. His mind hadn’t really cleared up so his brain couldn’t even find anything to say to assure her that everything was going to be alright, even though right now he didn’t know if it was true. But for a second he needed her not to worry about anything, because she’d been through a lot. The only thing he could do was to hold her hand and softly caress it to hopefully provide a little bit of comfort.

“I kinda don’t want to run away, you know,” she shrugged. “I don’t know what we’re gonna do or how this all will end, but… We just have to try, we need to save Max and our families, and…” She looked up to Eddie again and faintly smiled. “I’m still hoping for a happy ending. And in that happy ending, everyone knows that Eddie The Bats Slayer is a hero and that he saved their lives.”

Eddie’s lips quivered and a pool of tears suddenly formed in his eyes. He’d thought about the worst things, but she’d never do that. She’d always try to see the bright side; she did it for him. Eddie almost choked up, but he managed to swallow it up. He briefly looked away, took a deep breath and blinked the tears away, before looking back at her and offering his best smile.

“And in that happy ending, everyone will know that you, my queen, saved my life,” he said. “If you hadn’t fixed up the trailer quickly and did the second solo, which you did amazingly, by the way, I’m glad that you took those guitar lessons from me all these years— If it wasn’t for that, I probably wouldn’t be here.”

She didn’t actually want to think about it. She still remembered the panic and the horror when Eddie had suddenly left to “buy them some time” when the plan had gone wrong. She’d really thought she’d lost Eddie, she’d been on the verge of losing her mind, but she’d remembered Eddie saying “see you later, baby” so she did everything she could to make sure he came back to her.

“Hey,” he lifted her chin with his finger. “You’re my lifesaver, baby.”

Eddie leaned in, held her face in his hand, and captured her lips with his. He kissed her carefully, very gently as he caressed her cheek with his thumb. Her heart fluttered, feeling how soft Eddie’s kisses were, realizing that they could finally kiss without the fear of someone or something running after them, even if it was just temporary. They wished they could stop the time and spend forever in this moment.

They rested their foreheads against each other’s after they pulled away, taking a minute to catch their breaths and just enjoying each other’s company. They’d missed this. They’d really miss this.

“But, you know…” She half-whispered. “If you really want to run away, I’ll run with you.”

“No, nevermind,” Eddie lifted his head and shook it. “I guess I gotta help Steve to babysit. He’s getting overwhelmed, listen.”

They both fell silent for a second, and they could immediately hear the voices of Steve, Dustin, Mike, Will, and Robin bickering from inside the house. She giggled listening to them, even though she couldn’t quite catch what they were bickering about, and Eddie just sniggered and shook his head in disbelief.

“God, I need to teach him a thing or two,” he let out a long sigh. “And… This Dustin kid…” His tone got more serious. “I gotta protect this kid. He’s… So young. He shouldn’t have gone through all of this, you know?” He shrugged. “And he’s a genius and we do need him, so I gotta make sure he’s okay.”

Eddie. Always thinking about other people. It wasn’t because he was usually the older figure—it was just always in his nature to take care of people around him, even though sometimes he acted like he didn’t care. But she knew he always did.

“I’m not the hero… You and Dustin are,” Eddie said. ”I wouldn’t make it if it weren’t for the two of you, so… Thank you.”

“Oh, Eds… You are. You did all the dirty work.” She brushed some curls off his face before holding his face. Eddie instantly melted to the touch, letting out a long sigh as his eyes fluttered closed for a moment. “Slayed the bats, slayed the guitar solo? You’re like the first person to play guitar in the upside down, you made history,” she joked, trying to lift up the mood.

Eddie chuckled and her heart warmed up to that. “You know what, Vecna should actually thank me because that’s the best thing that’s ever happened in his ugly, creepy, nasty world.”

She giggled as she leaned in for another kiss and this time, Eddie trailed the kisses down her jaw, before he buried his face on her shoulder.

“We’re not running away. Sorry— It was just… A random thought,” he mumbled. “I just want to keep you safe, ‘cause I thought I was gonna lose you and I’m just— I’m just so grateful that you, that we, we are all still here. That you’re here with me.”

“I’m here with you,” she said as she caressed the back of his head. “And, Eds, there’s no place I’d rather be. I feel the safest when I’m with you.” She searched for his face and their eyes met. Eddie stared deep at her with a fond gaze.

He almost couldn’t believe it, but he knew she meant what she’d just said. He felt like he’d been nothing but a coward, he wasn’t even proud of how he’d done some things lately but it didn’t make her trust him less or love him less. She was the one whom he got his courage from, everything he did was to protect her. It had always been like that—sometimes he was just bound to troubles but he always made sure that she stayed away from it.

“You hear me? No place I’d rather be. Even in this cursed, crumbling down, literally cracked up town.” Eddie chortled and hers followed soon after. “I just wanna be with you, Eds.”

She stayed. She always stayed with him and Eddie was extremely grateful for that.

Eddie nodded before he held their hands together again—he intertwined them and then drew her hand to his lips to place a small kiss on the back of her hand.

“No place I’d rather be than here with you, baby,” he said. “I promise I’m always gonna protect you.”

“And I’m gonna do just the same,” she smiled and he mirrored it, before stealing a peck on her lips.

Eddie slid an arm around her waist and she shuffled closer to him. She rested her head on his shoulder and felt him planting a kiss at the top of her head. His other hand rested on her lap and she took it in her hands. They both sighed and eventually fell into silence—all they could hear and feel was the sound of each other’s breathing and heartbeat.

“We’ll get our happy ending,” Eddie whispered. The corners of her lips twitched as she lightly squeezed his hand, trying to tell him that she believed it too.

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my first fic for eddie. i needed to write it because i hoped eddie would get his happy ending but he didn’t, so i’m writing his happy ending.

my first fic for stranger things and for a fandom other than football, suggestions or advices are welcomed. i hope you enjoyed it, thank you so much for reading! sending you guys hugs!!!!<3

now back to crying for me.

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