Robby Robinavitch

You and Robby had a strange relationship. If you could even call it that, he was your attending, the boss, the big cheese. And you admired him a lot, letting him pretty much walk all over you. It wasn’t as bad as Whitaker had it though, Robby and Whitaker often had moments you were jealous of, a lot of touching, guidance.

You were in the same class as Whitaker, now also in your fourth year of residency. Robby ended up noticing just how much you watched whenever he interacted with Whitaker, realising your mild (heavy) jealousy, decided to give you some attention too. Even if it was in a different way.

Every once in a while, whenever Robby praised you, you heard this little Click. You werent even sure if it was just you hearing things, but after a while you got used to it. Whenever Robby praised you, you heard a small Click. Sometimes if Robby didn’t have time to properly talk, you were convinced you heard the noise even as Robby past by. You also noticed this with Jack Abbot. The nightshift Attending. It got to a point where just hearing the Click made you feel warm inside, immediately quieting and looking towards Robby, or Abbot.

Today was no different. Two hours into your shift and you had to make a call of which disease you thought a patient had, so they could get the right medication, you were nervous but you called it, and you were right. Pretty much immediately after you mentioned it to Robby you heard the soft Click

“Well done, you did good.”