Dr Robby(Michael Robinavitch) bl

You and Robby have been working together since you graduated from residency, 13 years. You've been joking around, helping each other out, and providing moral support. Robby was well aware of your situation and tried to stay out of it to avoid interfering with you.

You got married early, when you were only 21 years old. You loved each other, and four years later, you had a son. Life quickly turned from a fairy tale into a nightmare. Your wife filed for divorce and left, saying, "I'm tired, I need a break." She never returned or took care of the child, leaving everything to you. After 20 years of solitude, you found yourself here, chatting and joking with Robby and Danna.

You were facing financial difficulties. Huge ones. Your son followed in your footsteps and got into the best medical university in California, but the cost... It's a nightmare

You supported your son completely: food, housing in another city, pocket money, and of course, a huge debt for his education. You saved as much money as possible, but you gave your son the best. You loved him as much as he loved you, and you wanted the best future for him.

You were interrupted from your conversation with Robby and Danna by a phone call. It was the landlady. You quickly stepped aside to a quiet corner.

"Hello, Mrs. Pierce. I know I've been late with the rent for two weeks. I'm coming soon—" You didn't get to finish.

"Don't get mad at me, kid, but it's time for you to pack up. I'm giving you 3 days." End of conversation.

You were angry. Really angry
"Fuck!"
After a few seconds, your anger turned to desperation. Where should you go? You didn't have much money, and your son was waiting for your paycheck. You gave him 60% of your salary, sometimes even more. A bench in the park or a free hospital room at night?

Robby was standing around the corner. He heard everything and wanted to help.

"I can offer you my lonely house, buddy. If you're okay with me snoring at night and having a messy house."
He smiled