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1985
Hawkins Indiana

'Following the spy'

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'Following the spy'

We sit around for a few more minutes as Dustin continues to search around for Evil Russians with binoculars. Chatter constantly around as people walk by, I'm surprised by the amount of people Dustin can still see through those things. There are people scattered everywhere, it's crazy.

The poor town though, probably getting no business since no one is going there because everyone going out and shopping at the Mall. Thank god Jenni doesn't come here to shop for food, there's nowhere, only takeaways, food shops and clothes.

"Target acquired." Dustin announces making my eyes go wide. I look around for a blonde man with all black on, since that's the typical spy outfit. "Where?" I question unable to see a blonde in black. "Ten o'clock. Sam Goody's" he states and I flicker my eyes towards the shop. "Give me that." Steve says before taking the binoculars off Dustin.

"Shit" Steve mumbles and I hit his shoulder. " I want to look." I note taking the binoculars off Steve and pulling them towards my eyes. I spot the guy we're exactly looking for and he fits the description perfectly. "Duffel bag." Steve says before I put the binoculars down and turn to Steve and Dustin

"Evil Russian." We all day in unison.

We get up on our feet and follow him to the escalator. We wait for him to go up before running up the thing. Those steps are huge, I feel my calf's burning. "Jesus" I pant before catching up with them. Steve starts hurrying and walks faster. "Steve, Jesus Christ I'm not an Olympic runner slow down" I comment as he pushes past people. "We're losing him." He says.

"You're getting too close." Dustin states as Steve pushes into someone. "Watch it dickwad." The person moans and I smile. Hey, that's the word I use. The blonde guy stops in his tracks and turns around slowly. We run towards the corner as Dustin pretends to be on the phone and I slam my lips onto Steve's.

Steve tenses at our kiss before relaxing into it. His arms wrap around mine as we pull away smiling. We turn our heads in the direction of the blondie and continue to follow him "That was hot." He whispers causing me to smile. We continue to watch him from afar as he enters 'Jazzercise'.

This is about to get Jazzy.

He unzips the duffel bag revealing a radio making the boy's faces scrunch up. This is about to get good, I'm glad we followed this guy. "Who is ready to sweat?" He questions as all the women cheer in their dancing clothes which look pretty amazing from the view here. Women, am I right.

He starts playing 'wham' and takes off his jacket revealing his muscles and starts doing dance exercises while the women copy. They start shaking their asses as I join in. This is way more fun than Evil Russians.

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