Eddie graduates, finds himself a shitty job that he keeps getting promoted at, and now he’s the manager.
That’s how he found himself wearing a tie, sitting across Goddamn Dave, the district manager, being told that he has to hire one of his friend’s kids, “And the kid’s friend, they’re a pair apparently.”
Which…what is this? Chain store nepotism? It’s bullshit.
“The kid’s not all there, head injury,” Goddamn Dave tells him. “Go easy on him.”
Then it turns out the kid isn’t even a teenager looking for a summer job. It’s twenty-something Steve Harrington from high school??? With a dog. And a lesbian.
“Service dog,” Steve says when he sees Eddie looking at it. “A dog with a job.”
“More of a hobby,” his friend - Robin, Eddie recognizes her - says. “He doesn’t get paid. His name is Steve.”
“His name is NOT Steve,” Steve - human - scoffed. “His birth name was Steve. He changed it.”
“They’re twins.”
Eddie does not roll his eyes into oblivion because he’s a goddamn professional. He just rolls them to the back of his head where Gene Simmons reminds him that if he wants to rock and roll all night, he needs to be employed.
He informs them of their shift schedules and barely gets through Steve’s when Robin says, “We have to work the same shifts. It was on our resume.”
Steve adds, “Also, we need to leave early today.”
Eddie thinks, goddamn Dave.
