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Darnell nodded, glancing over Robby like he was trying to place him in the hierarchy of important to ignorable and it could go either way. "What's this?"
"MSF FNG," Jack shot back. Whatever that meant, he sounded amused.
Darnell scoffed and looked to Robby, expression going decidedly unimpressed. "Oh, yeah? You here to find yourself? Have an adventure? Do something hard?" he asked, each question more mocking than the last.
And there was that question again, like it was haunting Robby. He stifled his instinct to bite back and kept it simple: "I'm here to help."
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04 Jan 2026
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Frank graduates from in-patient rehab, moves in with Robby, goes back to work, and falls in love with Robby. Mostly in that order.
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24 Aug 2025
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"Please, I'm fifty-three years old," he said, dismissive. "I've had every type of sex there is."
They were grabbing an early dinner before Jack went in for his shift, Robby on his day off. Robby telling tales on his day off, it seemed. Jack was practically required to scoff at him. "Like hell you have."
Robby leveled him with a look. "And how would you know?"
"Because I know you. And you have never once given up control."
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11 Aug 2025
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Robin gives Steve a long, considering look. Finally, she says, “You know, you’re really fucking weird, right? I mean. Like,” she waves a hand, “I wish I knew this when you were in school, Harrington. You’re just really fucking weird.”
“Thanks?”
Robin squeezes his shoulder and says, “I appreciate that you think that’s a compliment.”
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In the summer of ’85, Steve works at Scoops Ahoy, fights some Russians, and makes some new friends.
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Steve Harrington makes a mixtape.
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10 Aug 2025
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When his phone rang loud in the stillness, waking Jack from the sleep of the dead he'd perfected in war zones half a world away, he sat straight up in bed and knew: something was wrong.
His phone announced it was Dana—and it was 0721—which shot a little thrum of worry through him as he answered. "What happened?" he asked, no preamble. She wouldn't wake him if shit hadn't gone sideways.
"Robby hasn't come in yet and he's not answering his phone," she said, voice grim. "He's never missed a shift without calling." She spoke quietly, probably standing in the middle of the ED, trying to keep up a brave face for everyone else. As much as she could, anyway. People tended to notice when the fucking chief attending didn't show up to work.
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26 May 2025