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Keith was fully prepared to fire Steve after a week, pull the whole 'sorry but we don't feel like you're a good fit for the company' line and get him out of there. Before Robin fell for his charms and he missed his chance. Her passionate speech about all the girls Harrington would bring in was obviously a lie, he wasn't even that charming striking out over and over. Keith would think it was some pathetic jock way of trying to get Keith a rebound if he thought Steve gave a rip about him at all.
The high school washout was slowly putting returns back on the shelf in the family section, he'd tell Steve to hurry up but they were dead as fuck today and once those were done there would be nothing else to do and they would be stuck standing at the counter together. Keith would rather eat broken glass.
The high school had gotten out early today so everyone was taking advantage of the pre-summer break break. All except for one kid apparently. Dustin Henderson burst through the door, curly hair stuffed under a hat and a wide grin on his face.
"Steve!" The kid shouted before Keith could start on his welcome spiel and that immediately landed him on Keith's shit list. He wondered if the rest of the dork patrol would be following behind, he still hadn't forgiven Sinclair for failing to set up that date for him.
"Hey Dusty-Buns!" Steve called back and the kid immediately grimaced. Keith straightened up and prepared to step in, he couldn't have asked for a better opportunity than this. He'd get to toss Harrington on his ass for harassing a customer. Oh that would be the best payback! Robin would be so impressed.
"Ugh, Steveeeee. That's Suzie's name and you know it. Are we still on for d&d Friday?"
Keith could practically hear the car crash of his thoughts piling up. What?! Steve Harrington and that demonic dice game in the same sentence? He had to have heard that wrong.
"Yeah, and I'm sure I don't need to remind you to clean up after yourselves this time if you ever want to play at my house again. If my living room starts smelling like Wheeler's basement I will ban you all myself. I found Dorito powder between my couch cushions!"
"Yeah yeah I'll remind them. Can I come over early and play my new Weird Al tape?"
"Yeah sure kid." Steve ruffles the kids hat and the boy beams. So Keith didn't hear wrong, he just fell asleep at the counter out of sheer boredom.
"Thanks Steve, I'll see you tomorrow for movie night. Please don't let Robin pick another of her weird artsy movies. The last one was in French."
Steve just chuckles like he's a normal guy and that's just a thing he does. This is a weird dream.
"I'll do my best. Now run along before Eddie boils in his van." He gives the kid a hug and a light push out the door. Keith is so lost in the revelation that Steve was referring to Eddie Munson that he forgot to fire him that day.
And then Robin found the letter he'd written in preparation on his desk the next morning and ripped into him. He couldn't exactly ask Robin out if she quit in solidarity with Harrington and he was not going back to covering the entire day every day by himself, so Harrington stayed.