running (for a soft place to fall) rabbot T, 61.7k
âNice to meet youâŚâ He just stops himself from saying Mike, and instead trails off like an idiot. Thereâs a look that crosses Mikeâs face then, one that has been living in Jackâs head for the past thirty years, the same one he used to get when Jack stumped him at chess, like heâs realizing he missed something just a second too late. Jack thinks for a moment that maybe, just maybe, Mike recognizes him, but then he holds out a hand and says, âPeople around here call me Robby.â Jack lets out a breath.


















