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The WSQK station reeked of dust, hot wires, and burnt coffee. you leaned against the soundboard counter, watching Steve Harrington work. Headphones crooked, sleeves rolled to reveal grease-smudged forearms, Steve adjusted a dial with precision. “Okay, Hawkins,” Robin’s voice crackled, loud and bright. “You’re listening to WSQK, where the music slaps and the government definitely isn’t spying on you.” Steve didn’t look up. “Robin. You cannot say that on air.” “Too late,” she chirped. “Twice.” you smiled. Steve shot a look over his shoulder. “Don’t encourage her.” “I didn’t say anything,” you replied. “I just enjoy watching you panic.” “I am not panicking,” he insisted, twisting a knob too hard. The signal warbled. He froze. Robin glitched mid…