Who: Eddie & Steve When: Backdated, Monday, February 20th, 2017 Where: Hideout What: Continue Cohabitation Rating: Low
Eddie's behavior had become ... peculiar. And that was saying something for a man that liked to dress completely in green and spout riddles at people.
The version of himself that Steven had met and grown to know was at worst cantankerous and had an easily bruised ego, but a rational mind. And lately ... that last part had started to slip.
He wasn't sleeping regularly, but catching small catnaps here and there at odd hours, writing almost continuously and his conversational skills had dropped noticeably. And his cleaning regimen, which had always leaned towards dedicated, was now upped to almost continuous.
At the current moment, he was again writing at the kitchen table, and the sound of the door opening made him jump, grabbing for the nearby gun laid across the table. Glaring at Steven over the barrel, he slowly lowered it. "You're supposed to call when you're here!" he hissed, apparently forgetting that Steven had in fact texted him over ten minutes ago with that very information.