Eddie: Where are my fucking keys?
Steve: Eddie, Dustin is around, can you say it a little nicer?
Eddie: May I ascertain the whereabouts of my FUCKING KEYS?!
YOU WALNUT
i like when you’re in the grocery store and you see people buying eggs because they always pick up the carton and then open it like it’s a metal briefcase full of cash involved in a drug deal and they’re confirming it’s money. “don’t bother counting it, it’s all there. 12.” then they always pick one up and inspect it like, “yeah, it’s grade A alright…the real deal.”
Eddie, throwing his head into Steve's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!
Steve, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.
Dustin: So, what is Eddie to you?
Steve: The reason I wake up every morning.
Dustin: ...That’s adorable.
Eddie earlier that morning, barging into Steve′s room, smacking pans together: WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!
I will never emotionally recover
Ok
reblog this to place a small, rotund ceramic animal in the palm of the person you reblogged it from
Somehow, Allison Argent survived
Nancy: I sleep with a gun under my pillow.
Robin: I sleep with a knife.
Eddie: Both of you are pathetic.
Nancy: Oh yeah? What do you sleep with?
Eddie: Steve.
Wait I’ve seen this scene so many times and I’m just now seeing Steve’s bi panic?
This just made everything so much better