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“Wait, wait! Just- please,” he says, nothing short of begging, grasping a loose hand around Robby’s upper arm before releasing just as quickly. “I’m sorry, I’m- please. I’m trying.”
Robby stares at their hands, Frank’s still extended out to him, but fingers curled inward. Frank can see the subtle tick of Robby’s jaw, revealing something ugly. “That’s not good enough for me.”
This job will fuck you up if you let it. You let it.
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Or, Frank's no good very bad first day back at PTMC.
