[Steve has just finished up with a customer when Robin walks out on the floor. Both he and Henderson glance up when they hear her voice. Dustin offers a frown and Steve's arms cross over his chest. ]
[She scoops out ice cream, not worried too much about Steve chilling for awhile. She had stuck him with the new flavors last night by himself. Still an hour and a half into the shift and her ankle is...not feeling great. She exhales, moving to grab a stool from the back and perching on it. Hopefully tonight wouldn't be the night management dropped in to check on things. They had a very strict no sitting rule.]
[She glances back at him, remembering the rumors from the end of first semester last year, how Hargrove had apparently beaten the shit out of Steve for whatever reason. She isn't sure how much of a reason Hargrove needs for that sort of thing, but about half the high school had been afraid of him and the other half had worshiped him. She definitely didn't see the latter POV at all. But whatever. Most people don't impress her that much.]
I got it. [She figures she can probably de-escalate any oncoming bullshit.]
[It's because the asshole cheated! Steve didn't fear Hargrove for a second and he would gladly go another goddamn round. Especially if he threatened the kids again.
Sure thing. [Her tone is completely emotionless and she moves, scooping some vanilla ice cream into a cup, adding hot fudge to it and sticking a spoon into the sundae.] Here ya go. A dollar fifty.
[Steve definitely isn't wrong and she jerks away like she's been burned the minute Billy puts his hand on her bare skin, a wave of nausea rolling over her and she moves back a couple steps, grabbing the sundae and moving to put more hot fudge on it. Anything to get this guy out of there. Her nerves are officially screaming and she tries to keep an eye on Steve to make sure he doesn't get too close, either.]
:0 : 0!!!!!
I thought you were keeping off the ankle?
Hee hee hee
Uh yeah. That was yesterday. Today is a different day.
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You're still limping.
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Robin doesn't protest, just shakes her head a little and moves behind the counter since another person is wandering up for ice cream.]
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Thankfully Scoops hasn't been all that busy today. ]
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Just a bit mouthy.
Steve gets back to work, not really paying much mind to Robin sitting on the stool. It's not hurting anybody. ]
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Ugh. Asshole alert.
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Son of bitch....
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I got it. [She figures she can probably de-escalate any oncoming bullshit.]
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Fucker.
He watches as Robin gets up and heads over. ]
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Buckley. I'll take a sundae with some hot fudge.
LMAO you did not!!!!!
Goddamn this night. ]
I DID THO
Sure thing. [Her tone is completely emotionless and she moves, scooping some vanilla ice cream into a cup, adding hot fudge to it and sticking a spoon into the sundae.] Here ya go. A dollar fifty.
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Maybe a little more fudge, darlin'.
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Yeah. No.
Steve can pick up on Robinβs vibe and its screaming that she's completely disgusted. ]
She doesn't want you touching her.
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Here. Just take it and go.
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You heard her. Get out.
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Sure. I'll get out. See you again soon, though. [He winks at them and heads away, way too satisfied of a smirk on his face.]
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[Steve hisses as Billy makes his exit. Seriously? What a fucking asshole. ]
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[She mumbles, moving to sit back down because now her head hurts, too. She exhales.]
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[Because Billy sure as hell wasn't special but apparently Hawkins High loves an asshole. ]
....You alright?
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