[Jesus Christ. He must sound like a total controlling dick but he's genuinely concerned about her well being. Especially with terrifying monsters and guys like fucking Billy Hargrove.]
[She blinks a couple of times at that, bristling momentarily, but choosing to let that reaction go because she's not oblivious to the fact that some really creepy shit has happened in this town.]
Is this coming from...all the shit that happened a couple years ago with Jonathan Byers' little brother? Or is this more because of the Billy thing?
[She opens her mouth to respond, then takes a bite of taco instead, taking her time coming up with a reply because it's not like she's unconcerned. She's aware of the dangers. Had even felt it when Billy touched her. There had been...darkness there. Real darkness. Disturbing. A chill ran through her at the memory and she glanced at him sideways.]
You'd really wanna drive me home every night we work til close? [Which frankly is most nights.] That's a lot.
Steve can't make her allow him to drive her home every single time they work together. He also doesn't want to make her feel uncomfortable or freaked out. ]
[Steve doesn't freak her out. He doesn't even make her uncomfortable. There's a weird sort of comradery between them that she doesn't really understand, but maybe it's just because they share a shitty job and they're the only ones they have to talk to most of those days. Except when his random children show up. She's still trying to figure that one out.]
[This whole week has been so weird. Today has been especially weird. She sorta feels like she's in the Twilight Zone as she gives him specific directions to her house.]
Okay, this is me. Thanks for the ride. [She hesitates, glances at him sideways.]
Yikes. Sorry. Okay. [Maybe she'll do something nice for him tomorrow, like stop and get him a coffee from The Roast at the other end of the mall before her shift starts.]
[She gets out of the car and heads toward the house, fishing out her house keys and giving him a little wave over her shoulder before she slips the keys in the door and heads inside. She's just looking forward to getting off her feet for the next 18 hours or so.]
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I can give you rides home if you need them ?
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Maybe just until the pain goes away? [Her voice is soft now. She thinks there's a good chance she'll be mostly recovered in a day or two, but.]
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[Jesus Christ. He must sound like a total controlling dick but he's genuinely concerned about her well being. Especially with terrifying monsters and guys like fucking Billy Hargrove.]
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Is this coming from...all the shit that happened a couple years ago with Jonathan Byers' little brother? Or is this more because of the Billy thing?
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A bit of both.
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You'd really wanna drive me home every night we work til close? [Which frankly is most nights.] That's a lot.
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Steve can't make her allow him to drive her home every single time they work together. He also doesn't want to make her feel uncomfortable or freaked out. ]
It's not a problem.
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Okay. If you're sure.
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But in all seriousness. He wants Robin to be safe and to get home safely. ]
I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't.
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Okay. [It's probably weird that Steve is more concerned about this than her parents have been since she started working.]
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Shit, even then. ]
Its settled then.
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[This whole week has been so weird. Today has been especially weird. She sorta feels like she's in the Twilight Zone as she gives him specific directions to her house.]
Okay, this is me. Thanks for the ride. [She hesitates, glances at him sideways.]
See you tomorrow?
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Yeah. I'm pulling a double tomorrow.
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Yikes. Sorry. Okay. [Maybe she'll do something nice for him tomorrow, like stop and get him a coffee from The Roast at the other end of the mall before her shift starts.]
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[He could use the money since his dad is being a total asshole but that goes without saying. ]
It'll be fine.
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[Robin reaches for the door handle, grabbing the remainder of her food and her drink to take with her on her way out.]
See you in the afternoon. I'm on at noon. [She's really not sure why an ice cream place needs to be open in the morning anyway, but whatever.]
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Steve gives a little nod. He'll probably go home and be up most the night. That's usually how it goes these days. ]
See ya at noon.
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