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š”ˆš””š””š”¦š”¢ š”š”²š”«š”°š”¬š”« ([personal profile] satanicpanics) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-08-24 01:43 am (UTC)

Workplace, work, same difference.

[ He’d make a joke about the customer always being right as the only customer in the store, but it’s clear that his heart isn’t in it today.

His domain’s gone too. Eddie is already uncharacteristically quiet, but those words plunge him into silence. It’s not like it’s news. He’s already gone looking for Dustin’s stupidly elaborate domain, and he’s come up empty-handed. No Dustin, no domain—it’s the same as everyone else who slips from the world, it it just makes sense that he’s gone. But Eddie can’t admit it out loud, not yet. Not when the uncertainty of where the people who disappear go shakes his nerves and turns his stomach to knots.

He would have cared either way. He has an undeniable soft spot for Dustin and absolutely plays favorites, but that weird emergent reality sneaks its way in again, and it’s hard not to be actually distraught knowing that for eight centuries, that was his kid. The three of them were a family.

Suddenly, he grows painfully aware of his surroundings. Then he can hear the soft clinking of Nero’s rings around Steve’s neck and feels the shift in temperature as he pulls himself onto the counter as well. For half a second, he considers leaning back, just languishing and making it Steve’s problem, but he stops himself. It’s already weird. Don’t make it weirder.

His ears tune in on the clacking of keys, and it’s enough for him to shift his gaze toward the closed door to the back room, but he says nothing, because he thinks he already knows what’s back there—nothing. Just the shadow of a friend and a coworker. Sometimes, Eddie’s subconscious does the same thing and tries to pull little pieces of Wayne into his own domain—the familiar creak of the floor beneath heavy work boots, or the sound of an old pickup backfiring. It just makes him sad, though, so he does his best not to tune in on it when he’s there.

Go, they’re both so pitiful.
]

Doesn’t mean anything.

[ He says it softly, like if he says it too loudly, he’ll realize just how stupid and desperate it sounds. He can’t will Dustin back by refusing to admit he’s gone. ]

Can’t stand this place sometimes.

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