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    “And what about you? Are you in safe hands?”

    Robby runs a hand through his beard. He thinks about Whitaker clinging on behind him on the bike. He’d hold on so tight that it was like he was trying to pull Robby into his chest rather than himself into Robby’s back.

    “I don’t know about that either.”

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    Sick with their own separate miseries, Robby and Whitaker take a trip out to Nebraska together on Robby's motorcycle. They don't expect to find what they need in each other. And yet...

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    12 Mar 2026

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    robby lends whitaker his jacket during a particularly hard shift in the ER. when he gets it back the next day, he finds whitaker's notepad still tucked in the pocket, filled with absent-minded doodles and half-finished to-do lists.

    instead of returning it right away, robby adds a small note of his own.

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    “Whitaker, you need to sit down. You have a concussion.” The voice next to him tries to tell him, and it's almost familiar this time.

    “Yeah I realized that, I am a fuckin' doctor. Student doctor. Whatever.” he replies, turning to squint at the man sitting next to him. “Look, can you just get Dr. Robby? He’ll tell you I'm fine, I gotta get back to work, I got… patients and shit.”

    The man looks at someone behind him, some expression he can’t quite figure out. He starts to say something else, and—oh shit he’s gonna throw up fuck—he tries to lean away and not vomit all over anyone else. He doesn't quite make it.

    “Shit,” yeah, he definitely ruined that guy’s shoes. Whoops. “Sorry.”

    prosopagnosia
    1. A form of visual agnosia characterized by difficulty with face recognition despite intact low-level visual processing.

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