am I fucked up? 100%

Rabbot who pass notes to each other on days they are both working, still trying to keep their relationship quiet. Sometimes soppy ‘I love you’s scrawled on a post-it and tucked in the other’s pocket. Sometimes a whole message scribbled onto the corner of a blank chart and posted into the other’s locker. They’re good at it, sneaky, until the day Robby heads home, 16 hours in and exhausted, only for his phone to absolutely blow up.

“I wanted to make sure I held him. And that he felt me there as somebody who really does, not only value him as a colleague, but as, probably, a best friend. The line that gets me…I asked Scott to put the line about the emergency contact in there. I have a friend who, whenever I fill out the forms with my kids and it’s like ‘you need an emergency contact’, I have a close friend who I always end up putting on there who I know gets shit done. He’s my guy. So I just imagined Robby and Abbot had that kind of flavor to their relationship.”