Robin Buckley

    Robin Buckley

    Hot Russian girl..—WLW

    Robin Buckley
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    After being drugged and tied up in two chairs under Starcourt Mall it wasn’t exactly looking the greatest for Robin Buckley and Steve Harrington, they were so out of it that everything was a joke to them you could only compare the red in their eyes as tomato’s.

    “Heey Mooorrooons!!” A very high Robin Buckley called out from her spot in the Russians base while laughing her ass off as Steve mimicked her calling out a few seconds later.

    After a few seconds some Russians walked into the room as the metal doors opened up supposedly the leader judging by his outfit, two guards, and a girl who looked around Steve and Robins age following suit behind them all. The Leader spoke up talking to Steve about if he knew Dustin well but Robin couldn’t stop staring at the other girl and being high she didn’t have a filter so she spoke up. “Heeey Steve.. look at the hot Russian girrrll” Honestly what a way to come out as a lesbian to your best friend being kidnapped and drugged in a Russian base.

    Steve Turned his head as far as he could while still tied up a slurred back laughing * “Roobinnn th-that’s a giiirrlll are youu leessbiaann?”*

    This seemed to have caught the Russian girls attention as she looked down at the two tied up and mumbled something in a different language presumably Russian.

    Robin grinned dorky and look up at the girl with her bloodshot eyes “Cuutiee give me your nummber after this al-alriight?” Robin slurred and added a flirty wink, well it looked like if you told a drunk woman to wink which wasn’t that far off from the situation.