Dustin and Max ran into the store.
"Hey, Steve." Dustin said. "How many phones do you have?"
"You see this? Someone was murdered." Steve said.
"How many phones do you have?" Dustin repeated, louder.
"Two. Why?" Steve asked.
"Technically three, if you count Keith's in the back." Robin said.
"Yeah, three works." Max said.
Dustin took his back pack off.
"What're you doing?" Steve asked.
Dustin then slid it across the counter and onto the floor.
"My pile!" Robin yelled.
Then Dustin got on top of the counter and went to the other side where we were, knocking down some tapes in the process.
"No, no, no! My tapes! Dude." Steve yelled and then Dustin sat at the computer. "What are you doing, man?"
"Setting up base of operations here." Dustin said.
"Base of operations?" Robin asked said.
"Stop. Get off of that." Steve said.
"I need it!" Dustin said.
"Need it for what?" Steve asked.
"Looking up Eddie's friends' phone numbers." Dustin said.
"Oh Eddie. Your new best friend Eddie you think is cooler than me because he plays your nerdy game?" Steve asked.
"Yes. I never said that." Dustin said.
"Seriously, you guys, maybe on a Monday you can play around in here like toddlers, but it's Saturday. It's our busiest day." Robin said.
"Alright, look, Robin, I totally empathize, but this cannot wait until Monday." Dustin said.
"What? 'Cause calling all of Eddie's friends is an emergency?" Robin asked.
"Correct!" Dustin yelled.
"Want me to stranger him or do you want to do that?" Steve asked.
"We could take turns." Robin said.
"Can you just fill them in while I do this?" Dustin asked Max.
"Fill us in on what?" Robin asked.
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Max hung the phone up. "Hey, guys, I might have a lead."
"Seriously?" Dustin asked, turning around.
"Yeah." Max said. "Apparently, Eddie gets his drugs from some guy named Reefer Rick, and sometimes Eddie crashes there."
"That sounds promising." Robin said.
"Where does this Reefer Rick guy live?" I asked.
"See, that's the thing. No one knows." Max said. "He's more of a... a legend than someone people actually know."
"What about a last name?" Dustin asked.
"We don't know that either." Max said.
"Bet the cops know the last name." Steve said.
"What?" Max asked.
"Cops." Steve said. "I mean, listen, if this Reefer Rick is actually a drug dealer, I guarantee you he's been busted at some point."
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Upside Down Love Part 1 & 2
Fanfiction(The main character in this is Katlyn Byers, but you can pretend that they are y/n) Katlyn Byers, a 17-year-old famous actor who lives in California, visits her hometown, Hawkins. She tries to forget what happened in 1983 when she and her little bro...
