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“Jesus, Harrington.” Hargrove’s scrubbing his palms on his scrubs, like he’s trying to wipe off Robin’s cooties. “Just pick anything, it’s not that deep.”
“Whu—” Steve sputters, because seriously, what the hell does Hargrove know? “Then you come up with something, asshole!”
Hargrove’s mouth snaps shut. Clearly the dickhead didn’t think Steve was gonna call him on it. Chewing his lip for a minute, Hargrove’s eyes dart around the room. Then, slowly, like he’s sounding out the letters, he grumbles, “… Arnold.”
That sounds… familiar. Why is that familiar? Wait a fucking second. “Like the Terminator guy?”
Hargrove bristles, crossing his arms defensively. “Yeah, Harrington, like the Terminator guy.”
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Billy comes back from the dead, Steve gets strong-armed into letting him crash on his couch, and more or less winds up championing the asshole’s character development. (Also, there’s a baby somewhere in the mix.)