inadvertent sugar daddy Robby
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The first couple of dollars that the machine ate up without remorse were an annoyance, something that made Dennis sigh and unzip his wallet without thinking about it to try again. By the time that the vending machine had eaten seven whole dollars, in coins, and Dennis didn’t have anything to show for it, he was close to thumping his forehead against the cool glass and hoping he could derive some sort of enjoyment or nourishment from simply just looking at the colourful packages as they remained firmly in their coils.
He didn’t often carry coins. Those were his last few dollars and he was woefully aware that somebody had offhandedly mentioned that the staffroom vending machine destroyed notes, so he wasn’t going to be getting a soda, a bag of chips or anything else that might settle his belly from the incessant grumbling it was doing.
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5 times + 1 that Robby buys something for Dennis and makes him feel like he's about to keel over, right there and then.
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- Part 1 of inadvertent sugar daddy Robby
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He’d just started poking at the strip of mild sunburn on his forehead, which he’d got from walking home, when his phone buzzed on the sink, and it almost ended up in the open toilet bowl as Dennis jumped at the sound of it vibrating against the porcelain. He scooped it up, suddenly and strangely self-conscious of his shirtlessness as he pressed the button to answer the call he wasn’t aware he was going to need to have, pressing it to his sweaty temple as he closed his eyes and murmured, “You made me jump.”
“I did?” Robby sounded relaxed. He probably was splayed on his couch. “Sorry. I forget that people of your age are frightened by phone calls. I can hang up and text you, if you’d prefer.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Dennis said, tucking the phone into his shoulder as he fiddled with the button on the jeans.
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Set between chapters 5 & 6 of "i (wanna) feel guilty". Robby and Dennis' first second time during a heatwave.
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- Part 2 of inadvertent sugar daddy Robby
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As Dennis scrolled down his feed, his thumb leaving a smear from the chips he’d been idly digging into on the couch, the feeling dawned on him. The one that he’d encountered last summer, when he’d walked out across the sweetgrass meadow towards the cows, barefoot and battling his love of the flat, open world of Nebraska as well as the purpose he felt in the city. Purpose and community. Something he’d never had back home, despite the fact his body ached for the remembered sensations of smell, touch and sight. Pittsburgh would never sound like cooing mourning doves settled on the tin roof of the shed, their little feet tapping as they called out. It wouldn’t smell like fertiliser and mown grass on a Sunday after his dad got back from church. And it wouldn’t ever feel like lying in the field out back of the farmhouse, understanding that everything existed for a reason, even the grass tickling Dennis’ ankles and the ladybirds dawdling over his knucklebones.
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Robby and Dennis, one truck, over a thousand miles in between Pittsburgh and the Whitaker farm.
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- Part 3 of inadvertent sugar daddy Robby