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“Whitaker,” he says, tilting his head up toward the empty spot in front of Dennis. “Feelin’ sentimental?” He asks, amusedly.
Dennis flushes as a nervous grin plasters its way on his face. He laughs all wobbly like before uncrossing his arms to shove his hands in his pockets. “Oh, no, uh— just… thinking is all.” He says, shrugging. And humiliatingly, as if on cue, his stomach makes the loudest sound he’s ever heard it produce.
They stare at each other in silence for a long moment. Robby’s brows drawn up in surprise and Dennis’s face scrunched in embarrassment. He meekly pats his stomach and clears his throat.
“I.. forgot to bring lunch, actually.” Dennis says, laughing softly. The silence is killing him. Robby hums, biting back a very obvious smile. At least someone is finding joy in his terrible situation.. And Robby’s bad mood hasn’t seeped into their interaction. Robby just smiles, shaking his head in delight and setting his mug down. He reaches over to swing open the fridge.
“Mm, bad practice kid. You’re gonna have to eat more if you’re gonna keep those muscles.”
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Dennis needs a lot, though he’d never ask for it. Robby likes to give. Especially to his favorite intern.