Eddie gave a slight shrug when Paige commented to him that everyone has a type. Out of the two options she gave, there was no question. Eddie was, without a doubt, the inexperienced side of that. “I… don’t… know what my type is.” he answered. Eddie knew he was inexperienced. Talking to people in general, let alone someone he was maybe interested in, wasn’t in his skill set. He could watch a movie, analyze every detail, even organize people to film a scene if there were the opportunity, but his actual life… well that’s not so simple. Life doesn’t simply follow a script.
