Chapter 8 [Proofed]

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Chapter 8:

Another day at Scoops Ahoy and I am going to kill myself. "It's Dustin," Steve tells me.

"What?" I take a while to comprehend what he said. Before I puzzled it all together Steve was already gone. I walk out once Dustin and Steve were done with their little handshake.

"How many children are you friends with?" Robin squints.

"A lot," I answer, they all turn to look at me. "Basically parents at this point."

"Ah," Robin nods.

"Wanna go get a bite to eat?" I ask Dustin along with Steve.

"Y/n!" Dustin beams and jumps on me with a hug. "I missed you!"

"Same here," I laugh while hugging him back.

"Of course!" Dustin smiles.

We're eating icecream while Dustin tells us about this girl he met that is his girlfriend apparently. "No way!?" I gasp.

"Not kidding."

"Hotter than Phoebe Cates? No." Steve looks at Dustin.

"Mmhm. Brilliant, too, and she doesn't even care that my real pearls are still coming in. She says kissing is was better without teeth," Dustin's tells us.

We look at him smiling in disgust about what he just said. Steve glances at me for help in what to say and I shrug.

"Wow. Yeah, that's great. Proud of you, man," Steve says. "That's ro— that's kinda romantic. That's like...wow."

"I'm happy you found someone who doesn't care about that," I smile.

"Do you guys really get to just eat as much of this as you want?" Dustin asks us.

"Yeah. I mean, sure. It's not really a good idea for me, though. I gotta keep the shape for the ladies." Steve says.

"Yeah, and how's that working out for you?" Robin smirks from across the small.

"Ignore her," Steve tells Dustin.

"She seems cool."

"She is cool," I say. "She's fucking amazing-"

"She's not," Steve cuts me off. "So where's the other knuckle heads?"

"They ditched me yesterday."

"No."

"My first day back. Can you believe that shit?"

"Whoa. Seriously?"

"I swear to God."

"Some friends," I say.

"They're gonna regret it, though, big time. When they don't get to share in my glory."

"Glory?" Steve makes a confused face.

"What glory?" I mimic his face.

"So, last night.." Dustin sits up and gets closer to us, "we were trying to get in contact with Suzie."

Steve and I make "mm" sounds and smile at him. Dustin does the same. "And uh-" Dustin pauses and looks around. He says something very quiet where Steve and I couldn't hear him.

"Huh?" We both look at him.

Dustin looks around once more, and didn't adjust his tone.

"Just speak louder," Steve says.

"I intercepted a secret Russian communication!" Dustin yells at us. Everyone turns towards us for a moment until they go back about their business.

"Jeez, shh. Yeah, okay, that's what I thought you said," Steve looks around. "We does that mean?"

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