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Brandon pointed to the pain killers he’d set out. “Those might help with that.” He chuckled to himself, “I could never do your job, too many late nights. I would ruin my whole schedule. Even the nights I go out with you are rough for me. Although you could just go to your bed, you’re going to hurt your back crashing on the couch.”
benjamin’s eyes followed brandon’s hand, nodding at the gesture. brandon was too good for him sometimes and he knew that. he didn’t deserve someone in his life that looked out for him so well. “thanks.” he reached over, grabbing the meds and the drink as he thought. “and i couldn’t do yours. imagine me sitting for that long. i’d go crazy. plus, too much time on a computer.” he shook his head. “no, no, the couch is nice and if you ever decided to join me, i could just lay on you.”












