Weird Town || reader insert

Chapter 8

"They're buttons," Steve exclaimed, turning around rather violently in his slightly justified rage, "they have to do something!"

"Right..." I nodded as I leaned forward, pressing my hands on the table and finding that not standing straight right now actually made the pain in my back a little less painful. I'm going to stay like this for a minute, "so what do we do now?"

"Fuck if I know," Steve threw his hands up frustratedly.
"C'mon! They have—" he turned back around and started slamming the buttons again, "they have to do something!"

"Yeah! If we had a keycard," Robin shouted back at him, gesturing to the side.
Oh of course. No wonder it wasn't working.

It's authorised access only. The outside locking mechanism works exactly the same as the inside locking mechanism. That makes so much sense. I don't know why we did not consider that at all.

Again, the plan wasn't really a plan. Just a bullet point list of a few things to do.

Fuck.

"A what?" Steve asked, looking back at her confused.

"It's an electronic lock," she explained as she moved over to the buttons, "same as the loading dock door. So, if we don't have a keycard—"

"It won't work, meaning—" I cut in.

"We're stuck in here," Dustin finished.
Reluctantly, Robin slowly nodded, "yeah."

"Great," I sighed, straightening up again as Steve slammed the hatch over the buttons shut again, "just great. Great. Why is it always... us?"

"Good fucking question," Steve sighed in frustration, "seriously, good fucking question."
"Just so you nerds are aware," Erica started, "I'm supposed to be spending the night at Tina's, and Tina always covers for me. But if I'm not home for Uncle Jack's party tomorrow and my Mom finds out you three are responsible, she's gonna hunt you down, one by one, and slit your throat."

"I warned you. You should've left when I told you to," I glanced over to her, she just crossed her arms and glared at me with that little sassy glare of hers and I just rolled my eyes as I glanced away, "seriously—"

"No, I'm being for real because my Mom will hunt you all down if I'm not at Uncle Jack's—" Erica started again before being cut off rather rudely but also, thankfully, by a more than a little frustrated Steve.
"I don't care about Tina! Or Uncle Jack's party!" he shouted, your Mom's not gonna be able to find us if we're dead in a Russian elevator(/lift)!"

Sighing, I just gave him a light pat on the arm, "that's enough. No need to give us bad karma or... or whatever it is. Juju? I don't know. Just don't curse us yet, alright?"

Steve just threw his hands up again but not as animatedly as he did a few moments ago.
"Hey," Dustin caught our attention, pointing up at something he'd noticed, "what if we climbed out?"

Climbed?

We all shared a look for a moment before looking up to where he was to find there was a hatch in the roof.

"Now why didn't we spot that before?" I sighed.

"Probably because the room was falling?" Robin offered.

"Good point," I nodded, "alright, let's... let's get out of here, alright? Enough with the arguing, agreed?"

It was silent for a moment before everyone just nodded and let out low, quiet 'agreed's in response.

"Ok. How are we doing this then?" I asked as I looked up at the hatch, "short people first?"

"Short people first," Steve agreed.