shane. a few moments with the bottle set against damaged tissue passed, now cracking it openβshort sips taken from the tip.
β what about you? been a hawkins native for all your days? β
holding said beer to the wound laying beneath her eye, eyebrows raising only slightly after hearing what she *didn't look like.
β yeeeah! i mean, not by choice, but i've been around here aaaall my life. β
buckley spoke. scanning the area momentarily before coming back to .π.
β okay. hold on a sec. β
he disappears for a moment. finding no ice packs in the freezer, he gets a cold beer instead. given his experience with fistfights, he figures itβll do the trick.
grabbing one for himself too, because why not?
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stationβhoping this isn't the one and only time they could speak. even with the other not knowing much of what happened? there was something that ended up catching robin. only further did it fuel her need to her once shared caller.
a wave of complete confusion came to robin. since she was the only one around, buckley had no choice but to check on everything herself. β what the hell? okay, there is no way that just happened. β she spoke. though she knew it *did happen, the puzzlement of the current .π.
β β β β β
she hears the first part of the conversation , something about an earthquake , before some interference comes in .
β hello ? hellll-oooo?? β
she rolled her eyes , dramatically , before the line went dead with a dramatic double beep .
( β¦ )
β β β β β
situation at hand still remained. now, rewiring and repositioning was happening. it's not all the time, but this isn't the first instance where something has gone haywire. β . . goddamnit. β buckley shouted. with everything failing? she had no choice but to exit the .π.
yeah, maybe the shoes are slipping or something. anyway, iβm sorry about your eye. do you need anything?
and nice to meet you, robin! nameβs shane. shane hagan.
tiramisu or the lasagna from enzo's. i once took a special lady.. there. yeah. anyway, what about yourself? i'm sure it's gonna be something absolutely spectacular. β
momentary pauses coming through before a singular word could be spoken. once steady fingers now fidgeting with various objects close by. β you . . . want *me to tell you? an earthquake happened. big, massive, disastrous earthquake. i remember like it was yesterday. β .π.
β β β β β
she twiddled the phone cord around her finger as she was listening to the voice on the other end . then she paused .
β questions ? oh . well . maybe ( you ) could tell me the real reason why weβre all under this quarantine ? i mean , my cousinsβ¦
( β¦ )
β β β β β
robin spokeβ . . constantly glances at the surrounding area. is the truth being told? not completely, but with what comes with the *whole story? either she's gonna sound ridiculous, or she she won't even be able to let it out to begin with. β well, i would have to say the .π.