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“So, let me get this straight-” Dustin’s attempting not to die laughing on the spot as Eddie, his brother, his best friend, his go-to guy, sits across from him mortified. “You, Eddie Munson, gave your boyfriend, Steve Harrington, a hickey and the manager of Family Video /called you/ out on it?”
“It wasn’t the manager!” Eddie explodes, slightly distraught. “It was the /owner/ Dust! The owner of the store! I didn’t know Steve’s shirt wouldn’t cover it! He literally called the landline to the trailer and Wayne had to tell me not to give my boyfriend hickeys! He said the guy was threatening to get me arrested for destruction of business property!”
Dustin’s grin just keeps getting bigger as Eddie continues to yell in what can only be described as abject horror, his voice cracking several times. “Then Nancy and Robin rang and Robin was almost choking in the background as Nancy told me in great detail how Steve likes his whole body bitten and just- hey, why are you laughing, this is not a laughing matter!”
Dustin’s not laughing. He’s wheezing. He’s barely able to lift his head to murmur a “sorry, dude” through the giggles before he’s gone again, rolling around on the floor like a fool as he does so. Eventually, he gets himself under control, staying as stoic as he can as Eddie stares at him, stressed out. “That honestly sucks, man.”
“Sucking is how I fucking got into this mess!”