ok but guys. drunk!eddie kissing strangers (not on the lips necessarily? but like. on the cheek. on the forehead. etc). drunk!eddie kissing BARRY and talking about how good of a CSI he is. drunk!eddie leaning all over barry and saying “i love you, man,” over and over again while barry is like ‘oh my god i can’t believe this is happening why me’
It’s somewhere in New Orleans, or somewhere in between here and New Orleans. I don’t remember. The last few days have been a bit of a blur, and they all rolled into one. I mean, it still feels like it’s Tuesday to me today. But look, I’m gonna retrace my steps and I’m gonna find the real Championship, and I promise I’ll bring it to Money in the Bank this Sunday. I promise I’ll find it, and I’m gonna walk into Money in the Bank with it, and I’m gonna walk out with it.