Jailbird || Stranger Things

seventy ➵ look at what you see

Salt Lake City of Utah is known for a couple things. The home of the first transcontinental railroad, its proximity to Great Salt Lake, its inflated gold seeker population during the American Old West are all some interesting facts for the average tourist.

    But most importantly, it's known for being founded by Mormon pioneers, which is key in our story at this point, whether Teresa Hopper is aware of it yet or not. Why? Because Dustin Henderson's forbidden love resides in a Mormon household in Salk Lake City, where our story continues. For once, away from Hawkins, Indiana.

    "Suzie, do you copy?" Dustin repeated over the radio, having dialled the precise frequency he and Suzie talked about during camp.

    Finally, an answer came, "This is Suzie. I copy."

    "Suzie!" Dustin grinned, happy to hear her voice come in.

    "Dusty-bun?"

    ""Dusty-bun"?" Erica stared at him in mild disgust as well as confusion.

    "Where have you been?" Suzie continued.

    "I'm so, so sorry," Dustin apologised, "I—I've been really busy uh, trying to save the world from Russians and monsters."

    "Of course you have," the girl giggled.

    "Get the goddamn number already!" Erica hissed, unable to see that Dustin's finger was on the button and therefore broadcasting her voice to Susie.

    "Who was that?" she immediately asked.

    "It was—Uh, I don't know, actually. I think it was just some interference," Dustin smoothly changed, "So, why don't we, uh, change frequency to 14.158?"

    "Copy that, shifting frequency. Standby," Suzie agreed, doing as asked. "Dusty-bun, you copy?" her voice was suddenly heard by the kids in the station wagon, still trying to out-gas the Mindflayer.

    The teens in the back immediately picked their heads up, Reese and Steve's eyes meeting again, this time their eyebrows furrowing in confusion. They stared at the radio in Robin's lap, the girl looking up at them for help but they were unable to offer anything.

    "I copy, Suzie-poo," Dustin's voice continued, further confusing the three, "It sounds much better now, thanks."

    "Suzie," the three droned in realisation.

    "Okay, so, listen, do you know Planck's constant?" Dustin cut to the chase.

    "Do you know the Earth orbits the sun?"

    Reese held back an eye roll at their banter.

    "Okay, so I know it starts with two sixes, and then a—W-What is it?" Dustin stammered.

    "Okay, let me just be clear on this," Suzie chuckled, "I haven't heard from you in a week, and now you want a mathematical equation that you should know so you can—save the world?"

    "Suzie-poo, I promise, I will make it up to you as soon as possible," Dustin bartered.

    "You can make it up to me now," she quipped.

    "What?" Dustin asked, his fear drifting over to Reese who felt her chest let out a sigh.

    "Oh boy," she mumbled, her brain hurting more as the creature advanced. They didn't have time for this.

    "I want to hear it," Suzie pressed.

    Well aware his friends could hear everything, Dustin was not exactly keen on the idea, "Not right now."