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DUSTIN AND STEVE OPEN THE HATCH AND CLIMB ON TOP OF THE ELEVATOR.
With their heavy breath echoing along with the cremate walls, the pair looked up and instantly deflated at the distance.
“What were you saying about climbing?” Steve said. They were thousands of feet under the mall with no source of food and water. Not to mention trying to break into the Russian’s secret lair. They were screwed.
“Forget about climbing… What about Jack?” Dustin asked, Steve snapped his head towards him.
“What about him?” he questions.
“Can’t you just do your little tappy thing and wish him here and tell him to get us out of here” Dustin stated as the teen furrowed his eyebrows.
“Okay, first of all, leave my little tappy thing alone. Second of all, he’s not a genie where you can make your three wishes. He’s a person-” Steve defends.
“A person with superpower, Steve!” the kid exclaims. “He could get us out of this mess. It will make up for those times where he flaked.”
“He didn’t flake. He's just… busy” Steve trails off. He wished he could explain more, but knowing his boyfriend, he would say that he was fine and move on with the next topic.
“Really? More busy than infiltrating a Russian’s base” Dustin argues.
“Yes, Henderson!” Steve exclaims but quickly lowers his voice. “Ever since the blackout, Jack has been acting… weird” Dustin’s anger melted away as he saw a cloud of sadness and worry in his friend’s eyes.
