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Johnny Lawrence ([personal profile] strikefirster) wrote in [community profile] deercountry 2022-09-13 06:07 pm (UTC)

Johnny had sort of been expecting this. He been ratioed on the network for his post already (Not that he knows what that is.) and he was getting better at owning up to when he fucked up. It wasn't a matter of if but when now, and since he had spoken with Robby now, Paul was all that was left.

"Uh. Yeah. I will." He pulled out his Omni and approached to take contact information. It was the least he could do and honestly. If Robby wanted to hear how it went, then that was progress, right? It was exactly what Johnny was craving here. "That would be great."

And then Paul is at the doorway and Johnny feels another pit form in his stomach. An ache of fear over what Paul might have overheard and decided for himself already. Had they met already? Had he overheard Robby's name or had he already known it? How mad was he about what had happened. Johnny's head starts to swim at all the awful possibilities that could come up.

But then Paul offers them coffee and Johnny's fears are slighty subdued. There's still a shake as he moves to take the cup.

He looks between the two of them and sucks in a breath. Eyes focusing on the coffee for a long moment before he looks up.

"Uh. Morning Paul." His words don't quite fumble out of his mouth but he's struggling here.

"Uh- Guess you already caught his name but this is my son, Robby. He showed up in Trench a little while ago." Okay. Half of the hard part of this is over. "And Robby, This is Paul. He's a student of mine and he's been staying here for a couple months now."

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