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    “Would you eat with me?”
    Whitaker's head shot up, vexation pulling him down into a darker pool of anger, the pressure and the fatigue finally too much. “I just told you, I cannot afford it,” It was a bark, so he adds, as if its gonna change how much he had fucked up in the span of five minutes, “Sir.”
    “I-- I get that. I’m asking you to eat with me. Not to buy me lunch.”
    “No. I don’t want to-- I’m not a charity case.”
    Robby breathed sharply through his nose, then he laughed. “Ah, kid. I ate Adamson’ whole house when I was doing my rotations. I don’t think I was a charity case… Do you?”
    Robby eyes were soft, earnest, his hand- like it always seems to do- found the crook of Dennis neck, thumb now not pressing but brushing over his boney shoulder.
    “Are you lying to make me feel good?”
    This brought an honest to god laugh out of the man, “Not at all. I was flat out broke.
    He nodded then. Because the fogginess of his head was simply not gonna let him work. So he says, “Yeah. Okay.” He moves away from Robby’s hand like one act of kindness needed to cancel the other out. “I would like that.”

    or the one where Robby feeds Whitaker.

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