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FOR THE LORD G-D WILL HELP ME; THEREFORE SHALL I NOT BE CONFOUNDED: THEREFORE HAVE I SET MY FACE LIKE A FLINT, AND I KNOW THAT I SHALL NOT BE ASHAMED.
Dennis would love to not be ashamed.
Dennis would love to pretend that his imagination isn’t running away with him, but he knows, even if it is deep down, that it is getting out of hand, and it’s just getting worse, especially around Robby. Everything he does at work, his shadow, one that's a little bit more fond of physical touch, drives him fucking insane. He’d very much like to pretend that the hands on his shoulders, the occasional one that slips to just below his shoulderblades- too low if you ask anyone who would witness it, even Mel, who wouldn’t dare to say that part out loud- actually mean anything, and that what it does mean, is that possibly the most handsome man Whitaker has seen in a long time, has something that resembles feelings for him back.
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23 Jan 2026