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[He makes sure to put himself between Robin and Billy. Robin looks extremely uncomfortable and a bit upset with this whole situation.]

You heard her. Get out.

[His gaze slides between them and he smirks, raising his eyebrows.]

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.]

Dick.

[Steve hisses as Billy makes his exit. Seriously? What a fucking asshole. ]

Seriously. How the fuck is that guy so popular?

[She mumbles, moving to sit back down because now her head hurts, too. She exhales.]

Damn good question.

[Because Billy sure as hell wasn't special but apparently Hawkins High loves an asshole. ]

....You alright?

Yeah, just wasn't expecting --

[For Billy to touch her. She's not exactly sure how to explain that to Steve, though, all things considered.]

-- any kind of creepy confrontation tonight.

He's a major dick.

[Obviously, Steve isn't afraid to voice his opinions on Billy Hargrove. Seriously, fuck that dude. ]

You chill. I'll clean up.

[She doesn't disagree, at all. She'd been wary about Hargrove since he'd started at Hawkins High, and she wasn't sad that he graduated last semester.]

Hey. [She pauses, twisting on the seat to look at her.] Thanks.

Yeah.

[He mutters lowly as he begins the nightly cleanup. Thank God this shift is over. This job is truly humiliating. ]

[She lets herself sit for a few minutes, trying to decompress. The last two days have just been -- a lot. Between healing her mom and the physical pain that had accompanied that, to feeling her mom's emotions when she did it, to feeling Billy's aggression the malice he felt toward Steve was somehow worse. Stomach-turning.

She forces herself to get up, because sitting there isn't really helping, and the sooner they clean the place up, the sooner she can go home and hopefully pass out for 12 hours. She grabs a rag and starts wiping down the counters, chewing her lower lip.]

[Steve wants to get the hell out of this prison. The goddamn place is embarrassing and such a blow to his reputation. Shit, he fucking hates his father.

Hates. Him.

After a moment, he glances over at Robin. ]

Sure you're okay?

[She glances at him, offers him the tiniest of smiles.]

Yeah. Just looking forward to getting the hell out of here. [She presses her lips together.] Are you?

Yeah.

[Besides the whole being here and Billy Hargrove bullshit. ]

[She nods at that, going back to wiping things down and then finally, finally, it's time to go. Robin takes off her stupid hat and puts in her locker, strapping her purse across her body and shuffling out of the break room, flipping the lights off and prepping for the long walk home. She stretches her ankle out a little, reminds herself she's not actually injured, it just hurts because that's how the whole healing thing works. She'll be fine.]

See you tomorrow?

[Steve has already tossed his Scoops hat into his locker because gross. He's fetched his keys and is ready to say fuck this place for the night.

He dreads tomorrow.]

Unfortunately.

[He watches as she stretches her injured ankle.]

You park close?

I don't have a car.

[She shrugs. Their family only has one, and her dad has it today, working late. Also she doesn't have her license, but he doesn't need to know that. She was hoofing it tonight. Walking hurt less than biking right now, so...walking it is.]

[The hell?

Steve comes to a sudden stop. Why in the hell does she not have a vehicle? He can't help but raise an eyebrow, keys in hand. ]

Busses don't run this late.

[She's a little surprised he actually knows that. She wonders if he's ever taken a bus in his entire life.]

Nope. I'm walking. [She arches her eyebrows as she starts toward the employee exit in the back.]