[jonathan bailey, cis man, he/him ] — spotted in the streets of brooklyn, it’s ROBBIE MASON. they have lived in the city for 37 YEARS, working as a/an PEDIATRICIAN. the 37 year old will probably be seen around PARK SLOPE a lot, seeing as that’s where they live. people say they can be a bit GULLIBLE and IMPATIENT, but friends know them to be GOOFY and SELFLESS. you know for sure you’ve found them when you’ve come across BLUEY STICKERS AND CANDY IN HIS POCKETS, BREAKFAST FOOD ALL DAY LONG, HUMMING SHOWTUNES AT ALL TIMES. welcome to brooklyn, it’s been waiting for you! — [ nads, 35, gmt-3, she/her, none ]
BASICS
FULL NAME: Robert ‘Robbie’ Mason
AGE: 37
DATE OF BIRTH: 18 January 1988
PLACE OF BIRTH: New York City NY.
CURRENT LOCATION: Park Slope, Brooklyn, NYC
GENDER: Cis man
PRONOUNS: He/him
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual
OCCUPATION: Pediatrician. Volunteer at Queer Spot
FACECLAIM: Jonathan Bailey
PERSONALITY
CHARACTER INSPO: Arizona Robbins (Grey’s Anatomy) Ben Wyatt (Parks and rec) Gregory Eddie (Abbot Elementary) Max Goodwin (New Amsterdam) Graham Simpkins (The Holiday)
THEME SONG: Your song - Elton John
POS TRAITS: Selfless. Loving. Compassionate
NEG TRAITS: Gullible. Impatient. Lonely
LOVE LENGUAGE: Words of affirmation. Acts of service
ALIGMENT: Chaotic good.
Family: A younger sister - Matilda Mason. An older sister - ___ Mason (wc)
Biography.
Even though Robbie is the middle child of the Mason siblings, it felt like he was the baby of the family for a long time. With a lot of age difference between both his sisters, he went from being the youngest brother to the oldest in the span of a few years. Their older sister was already eight when he was born, protective of him, they grew up very close until she hit her teens. When Robbie was about six years old, she went away with his mom for a few months and when they came back, he had a little baby sister, Matilda. Their parents told him his mom had a complicated pregnancy so they wanted him to feel as normal as possible because he was far too young to be upset about such a delicate thing and in the end, everything went well and now they were three. Little Robbie was excited beyond belief about the new member of the family and he promised he was going to be everything his older sister was to him.
Except, his older sister became cold and distant until one day, she was gone to college and they barely heard of her for a few years until she came back to New York. Still, things were never the same, no matter how much Robbie wanted them to be.
Growing up with Matilda and into a family of doctors, it was evident that he was going to follow on his parents footsteps and he chose pediatrics for his specialty because he wanted to care for and help every kid he possibly could, seeing little Matilda in all of them and wanting to protect them all like he wants, still to this day, to protect her.
Robbie did his residency in California where he met his best friend Johanna Ramos who he still adores to this day and is just thrilled she’s living in New York with Jake who he considered his nephew.
On the outside Robbie looks like he’s this happy-go-lucky guy with his perfect life figured out, always optimistic and energetic but deep down, he is a little lonely. He falls in love with every person he has a small crush on and gets hurt easily but always gets back up with a smile on his face. Robbie just wants to find the right person to start a family with but he’s been looking into adopting a child of his own because he’s dream is to be a dad, no matter how.
Quick facts:
He loves musical theater and showtunes.
His sister Matilda was the first person he came out to as bisexual.
He’s so quirky. Always forgets to remove pins from his clothes or hair clips he lets his patients put on him or heart stickers on his face and he’d show up like that to a date, no doubt. Not even caring about it.
He likes to sing to his patients, makes up lyrics on the spot about their interests.
He can be a bit of a pain in the ass when he wants something really badly.
He sucks in the kitchen and could eat waffles for every meal. Loves breakfast food.
He always wears scrubs with fun prints on them if he's not wearing his coat with a million pins.
Axel was starving, and frankly all he wanted was an omelette and bacon. Breakfast food had always been his favorite, so he decided to make the trip to the diner. Walking in, he found a spot that was along the diner bar. He was looking at the menu, when he saw the guy nearest him pull his phone out of his pocket. What the stranger didn't realize was that his wallet fell out as well. "Hey man..." Axel got up, bent down to grab the wallet and placed it on the bar in front of the guy. "Dropped this. Might need it." He said with a decently friendly smile.
Eating at the diner was now a staple of Robbie's life. He never has time to eat at home because that would mean he has to cook and, well... if there's one thing he's terrible at is exactly that. So this dinner tends to see him quite a lot. "Thanks Marisa, my darling." He thanked the waitress as she placed the place in front of him and got his phone out to check on her sister as he did every day. Surely she'd be out of the hospital by then. He was mid typing when he heard a deep voice next to him which made him frown and then open his eyes a little, clearing his throat at the sight of... that face. "What?" He asked, too distracted to actually hear what the stranger had said but then he saw the wallet in his hand, still a little confused until his brain put two and two together. It's truly a miracle how he put himself through Med school. "Oh! Um, yeah I guess I will need it. Gosh, um, thanks. Thank you so much." He was mumbling, he knew it so he averted his eyes before he started to blush (He probably was already) and grabbed his wallet, placing it safely on the bar next to his food, chuckling to himself and biting his bottom lip.
"yeah, but cyanide is really painful, and i feel like as jo's best friend, it's your job to make her cheating ex's life as horrid as possible." beau was surprisingly nonchalant in his tone and demeanour, but he didn't see the point in beating around the bush. besides, since jo's coming out, his guilt over his affair had lessened significantly. "okay, man from mars. thank you very much." beau took the coffee, of course, and with a sip he let out a satisfied sigh. it was good coffee.
"that's very sweet of you, robbie. i'm... managing, i guess." beau hesitated before continuing to speak. would robbie report back to jo about what he said? did beau care if he did? "some days are harder than others. sometimes i feel like i'm drowning and i don't know what the fuck i'm doing. the only saving grace is... knowing why i came here. getting to see jake is one of the few things that's keeping my head above water." there were other things but he wasn't going to mention that to robbie.
beau glanced at the dog as it let out a deep sigh in her sleep. he chuckled. "jake has one of these now. jake and jo, i mean. apparently he used the ol' 'parents divorcing' card." beau chuckled. he was temptined to reach out and pet her, but he didn't want to disturb her sleep. she looked so lovely.
Robbie rolled his eyes but there was a soft smile curling his lips at Beau's comment. He really could never hurt a fly, not even for Jo who he loved like a sister. (Maybe more, depending on the sister) "As much as I love Jo, and it's a whole fucking lot and nothing will ever make me love her less... I know what happened between the two of you wasn't entirely your fault." He wasn't sure how much Beau knew about his relationship with Jo and even though he always supported her and never judge her, he saw this whole mess coming miles away. It had always been a time bomb waiting to happen. "But don't let her hear me say that." Robbie joked, although, Jo knew what he thought of the whole situation.
As Beau talked about how he was doing, Robbie sipped his own coffee and listened, eyes on him behind the cup. He could understand that feeling, it was the same for Robbie when he moved to California all those years ago for his residency. "New places is never easy, I know from experience. And I imagine after what you guys went through it's even harder. But Jake is the best, I'll give you that." He loved that kid from the moment Jo told him she was pregnant and would do anything for him just like his parents would. "Don't be too hard on yourself. You showed up here. Uproot your entire life for him. That's what matters at the end of the day and what he'll remember."
Of course Robbie beamed as they talked about dogs, he loved Jake's dog too, no surprise there. "Yeah Bagel! His the best. He's besties with Millie. And like I said, Jake is the best and he's smart. He was very right to do that." He chuckled before replying. "Me? Working and meddling in other people's love life for a lack of my own." He shrugged, mostly joking.
“Yes! How did you know? Or do you just have an amazing gaydar?” Imogen giggled, but the man had seemingly anticipated her question because he’d answered before she could even really finish asking. A nod of her head because that wasn’t something she was aware of but since he saw no doubt many couples come through his door as a paediatrician, and single parents, he would know better than she did! “Well, that’s great to know because if there is one thing Theo and I are looking for these days it’s safe spaces. We want to carry that on for the baby as well, obviously. Anything to protect her.” It went without saying, either of them would give their own life for their thus unborn daughter. Picking up her coffee (decaf) she smiled a bit at his joke, sliding her sketch across the counter. “You…really? Oh god thank you, this is still my first line with the company so I’m second guessing myself every single second it feels like. Is it too top heavy, is it too bottom heavy, should it have sleeves, have I got too many with sleeves, is lace in at the moment, is beading in? It’s like a wedding dress train just…” she gestured to her head in a circling motion, making a chugging sound. “Rolling around my head twenty four seven.” Taking the sketch back as it was passed over, a small nod. “Noted, I’ll go for it. Just don’t be alarmed if a swat team of fashion police show up banging on your door one morning if you’re wrong.” Imogen teased. @robbiemason
Robbie understood her sentiment and he always stride to be a safe space for any parent really. He saw all sorts but of course he had a soft spot for queer parents. "Your partner is non-binary, yes?" Robbie had picked on the neutral pronouns during the conversation. "Have they chosen what they want to be called yet? That's a tricky one. I have suggestions of gender natural things to be called if you'd like." He offered with a kind smile, already excited to be a part of this growing family. Robbie almost got dizzy at following on Imogen's fast words about how much she seemed to worry. If she was like this about wedding dresses, she was going to stress the life out of her about being a mom. "Well, if I can give you a piece of advice, not just for your clothing line but..." He looked down at her bump and back up at her with a knowing look. "...just everything in life. Go with your gut. Deep down, you know what's best. I promise you." Of course Robbie didn't know Imogen but this advice worked on almost everyone and he didn't think this wonderful woman was an exception. "I'll sleep with an eye open but I stand by my choice!" He laughed and one of his hands signaled her to borrow her pencil. "May I?" He asked hovering it over her an empty patch on her sketch to write his phone number on it. "Let your fiancée know I'm not trying to pick you up, just anything either of you may need, you can contact me."
" 𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭, thank you. " he was happy knowing that he did his best at least, with the time he had available. and it was nice that more people were joining and volunteering. plus, he constantly used social media to get the word out and let people know that this was an amazing place. he really loved this community. " i'm glad. this place deserves all the love it gets. " he started to walk over to where the rest of the group was starting to hang out. " thank you. i definitely will keep that in mind. i'm glad to have some friends i can lean on, especially now. " he nodded. " well, hey, if you do, that would be amazing. i think it's a beautiful thing, adopting someone. i know if luca and i would adopt when the time comes. " a thought that really was on his mind more and more as the reality of wanting to marry him was also becoming more frequent. he wanted a family with him. he sure was excited about it. " hey, either you have a kid now or later, i know you will give so much love to that kid you adopt. and hey, if you ever need me to wing man, i can help out. i know some great looking guys that would totally be into you. "
"I'll always be here. Whatever you need." Even though Robbie himself had his own high risk and very demanding job, he always made sure he made time for the people he cared about which is probably the reason why he was single. He barely had time for himself, always in service of others. "I agree. About adopting, I mean. I don't even care if it's a baby. I just... want a kid, you know? However old, wherever they come from, however tough it can get." Robbie knew it wasn't always an easy task to adopt, especially if it was an older kid with their own baggage but he didn't mind. He wanted it in whatever way it came. "Hey I'm not saying no to a wing man or anyone you want to introduce me to. I'm open for love."
"Definitely not." Rhys's response was decisive, more laughter slipping from his lips. A moment later he turned his attention to his cocktail, although he was hiding a playful smirk behind the rim of his glass, his brows lifting in sheer amusement. Robbie's reaction wasn't entirely lost on him, but he chose not to comment on it, saving his dignity... at least, for now, anyway. "No one wants that," he added with a shake of his head. "How was your day anyway? You have any stories to tell?"
Relieved that the moment passed, Robbie took a sip of the free cocktail and thought for a moment about the question. "Well, you already know we saw a lot of babies out of the NICU today which makes any day the best day ever." There was nothing that made Robbie happier than seeing families take their healthy babies home finally after being away from them for days, weeks, sometimes months. He's had to take a break to cy for a bit more than once. "And I got to hang out with miss Clarissa, the girl in four-o-five? She did this masterpiece on me." Lifting up his hands, Robbie showed off the sloppy nail paint on his fingers but to him, it was the best manicure in the world. "She got to do it without her oxygen so we're thinking she'll be discharged soon." All in all, a great day in his books.
“I know, shock of the century right? Not like you know my voice better than anyone else in the world does.” She felt more relaxed than she had in a while in this predominantly green space with her older brother, always finding nature calming. A stark contrast to the clinical setting both of them spent so much of their time day to day - maybe that was why this so firmly became their place when they needed to separate themselves from usual life. “Sit for now. I need to demolish this milkshake to give me energy for a walk.” Taking the vanilla milkshake filled cup from him, taking a quick sip, knowing full well it was nicer than the strawberry one he was drinking but each to their own. Maybe it was good they had different preferences, they would never argue over what they chose. She’d never stopped to ask Bea, their sister, what her favourite was but unless it was chocolate…they had really missed a trick. “Aw, me too.” Resting her head on his shoulder for a second with a small smile, lips still round the straw so she could take three sips in quick succession. “Me? Oh you know, the same as usual. I don’t like to complain.” Nor did she like to confess the shitshow her life had been, especially in relation to work. It was humiliating. She felt so much shame. @robbiemason
She had a point there but he kept playing along. "Your voice? Never heard it before until this exact second." Robbie scooched over so she could sit next to him and turned to her, his entire attention on his sister now. He was beaming at her, it was so good to see her and no matter how close they were or how many times a week they saw each other, he just cherished every single one of them, missing living together like they used when they were younger. The wording of her answer made Robbie tilt his head as he looked at her, watching her face closely with a bit of a frown. "You don't like to complain but is there something to complain about?" He asked this time, wondering if she was really okay. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" Robbie's eyebrows rose and he nodded, trying to transmit calmness to his sister. He moved his shake to grab her hand next to him, giving it a soft squeeze. "How can I help?"
"It's okay, they're going to forgive you for it so don't worry about that." Jameson replied to Robbie when he mentioned their pronunciation of guacamole. "Thank you. I'm really happy to come to Brooklyn and try to establish a new life for myself and just get to know." Jameson responded to Robbie while looking at him. "Like you participate in drag? Or do you mean something else?" Jameson asked as they laughed a bit and then picked up their drink and sipped from it and nodded. "Well what do you do for work?" They asked.
"I'm sure you're going to do great things here! Where are you coming from?" He asked as he ate his own chips, even tried on one of the wings Jameson had on his own tray. They were good, he made a mental note for some other time. "No, like I drag my sister here. Force her to come with me." Robbie rolled his eyes and chuckled at his own bad joke. "You know the pun is bad when you have to explain it." A bit embarrassed, he bit down on his bottom lip before taking a sip of his drink. A lemonade in his case because he was too old to drink on a weekday when he had work early in the morning. "I'm a pediatrician." Robbie beamed, proud of the job he loved. "You?"
𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 when he spoke. it was cool to see familiar faces in other places. perhaps not so much his students, but he had seen robbie plenty of times at the beanz, it was hard not to recognize him now. he was an attractive guy after all. " you've seen me there? " he teased. " yes. i go there almost every morning. it's my go to coffee place. better than going to lame starbucks. " truth be told, he never once went to a starbucks, and he wasn't going to start. " well, that's sweet of you. and hopefully there isn't something wrong with me, you could have still come up to me and shared. " he laughed. nathaniel grabbed one of the chips and bit it. " not bad. i ordered some chicken wings, you are more then welcome to have some. "
"Oh, yeah. Fuck Starbucks." Robbie couldn't agree more. He'd choose a local coffee shop over a big chain any day. Besides, the coffee was just bad and overprized. He opened his eyes wide at his own outburst and covered his mouth, not one to curse because he's usually surrounded by kids. "Sorry. I mean, I agree. There's just something about the place." His smile matched the other's before blinking up at him. "No, there's nothing wrong with you. Quite the contrary!" He closed his eyes as he couldn't stop himself from saying that and giving the other an awkward smile. "I just mean, like I said, I'm not stalking you." Robbie was sweating, turning away for a moment as he anxiously took a sip from the drink he ordered along with his nachos and hoping he wasn't being too awkward. He let out a quiet breath and turned back to the other again. "Let me start over. Hi, I'm Robbie. I think we frequent the same coffee shop. Would you like to share some nachos and forget I'm an awkward mess?" He finished by pushing the tray closer to the other, giving him a more normal smile, hoping to start over.
beau had always liked robbie, but he had been shocked when the other man reached out to spend time together. although the three of them had gotten along, and he and robbie had never had any issues, he had always thought of robbie as jo's friend, and fully expected him to take jo's side in the split. the revelation of jo's sexuality had lessened beau's guilt his affair had brought on, but he didn't expect other people to see it that way.
"thanks, robbie..." beau said, reaching out and taking the cup before sitting down. he was dressed for work, but his jacket was off, drapped over his arm. "this is a surprise. did you slip some cyanide in here for me?" he teased.
"Why would I put cyanide in your coffee?" Robbie frowned. "No. Insulin is way more effective and untraceable." He joked, giving Beau a wink before letting out a soft laugh but then rolled his eyes. "Promise you it's just a nice coffee from Beanz. I come in peace." Robbie took a sip from his own drink, licking his lips once he put the paper cup down on his leg. "I just wanted to check on you. See if you're adapting well to the city and if you need any help." He offered genuinely. It could be isolating to uproot your whole life and move to a different city where you don't know anyone, Robbie did it for his residency and the only thing keeping him sane was, well ironically, Jo. "So, how have you been?" He asked, free hand petting Millie's back between them as the beagle took a nap on the bench. His little angel.
there were times that winter wished he could take the time away and focus on more stuff like this. but he was fighting for everyone, using his voice for not only those here, both those of color, immigrants, the lower class. he knew it would only be harder if there weren't people like him who were loud about it in congress. " i know. but i still wish i could do more. " he responded. " i'm glad to see the place is still thriving, and people are getting the help they need. plus the community seems to be growing. " he noticed more people were coming around to help. " it's great. the weekends with him have been so nice. sometimes i wish they could be longer. " a hearty laugh escaped his lips. " well, it's just chaos over there. everything you see on tv, well–– it's like ten times worse in person. " he responded. " wait, hold up! you want to adopt, that's amazing. " winter couldn't help the huge grin that appeared. " i mean, as someone who was adopted, i am always so happy to hear people interested. and i know you'd be a great dad. "
"You do what you can and that's more than enough." Robbie patted his knee and gave him a small comprehensive smile, thankful that there's still people like Winter out in the world both fighting the good fight and taking the time to come in here and help where helps needed. "Yes! We're getting more volunteers which is always amazing and a nice way to make new friends." With his work, Robbie found it hard to find the time to make friends but in the shelter, he always found the best people and it was a great opportunity to make new friends, like Winter. "I know how hard it an be to work at a job that is a lot of pressure so if you ever need anything, I'm a text away." Robbie was aware that Winter had his boyfriend but there was no harm in offering an ear or distraction if he ever needed it. At his excitement about him adopting, Robbie laughed a little. "Don't get too excited, it's just a thought. I really wanted to do it with a loving partner but that... seems to be taking a while." he shrugged, trying to wave the feeling of disappointment off. He knew it was ultimately his own fault.
"What kind of nachos did you get? Did you get the ones with no meat on them? Because honestly those are the best kinds of nachos. I know protein is really important at times, but some places put other vegetables on vegetarian things they wouldn't on the chicken ones that make it so much better, ya know?" Jameson asked while tilting their head to the side a bit. They couldn't help but laugh at the other calling themselves out on it sounding like a pick up line before nodding, "Yes. It does sound like a pick up like but I do come here quite often. I moved here only seven months ago and probably found this place after a month of living here so I would say I'm a steady customer for six months now. I love the chicken wings and the drag queen nights." They replied, smiling at the other.
Surprised at the question because Robbie did, in fact order nachos without any meat on then, he chuckled. "I actually did yeah! Just a dip of guacamole which I'm sure I'm pronouncing horribly. Sorry latinx fam." He said, looking up at... the sky? Why did he do that? No apparent reason. "Oh, welcome to Brooklyn! There's really no place like it." Robbie stated proudly about his city. He really loved it here. California was fine when he lived there but there really was no place like home. "Drag Tuesday is the highlight of my week. Sometimes I drag, pardon the pun," he rolled his eyes with a small smirk. "my sister to come with. But I came straight from work today." Robbie nodded with a soft smile and dug into his nachos, picking a generous amount of guacamole on them.
“Anything but the milkshake you say?” She growled in what she hoped was her scariest voice, but since Matilda was about as scary as a moth, it was hardly very effective. Instead she started laughing at the voice he’d put on which entirely undermined her scary persona in an instant. “You did?” A pause as if she was considering it. She wasn’t. Matilda would sell her own family for a vanilla milkshake she loved them so much, and anyone who dared claim they were boring or basic would be met with a rage the world had never seen. Except when a chihuahua got pissed off because honestly that was exactly what she looked like and induced the fear level of in others. “Yes, I will let you live just this once, but you’re lucky. Next time I might not show you the same mercy - but hand over the goods and you’ll be allowed freedom.” Removing her hands and instead wrapping her arms around his shoulders in a tight hug, pressing a kiss to her brother’s cheek. “Just kidding it’s only me. How are you today brother dearest?” @robbiemason
A big grin as she pulled her hands down from his eyes, closing them as she hugged him from behind, Robbie kept his hold on her hands and gave them a little squeeze. "Matilda!?" He asked as if he was surprised it was her when she finally revealed it was her, always playing along with her and never making her feel silly because he didn't think she was, at all. "Oh thank goodness, I feared for my life." Robbie turned his head to kiss her cheek as well, a few times actually before he let go of her hands to grab the extra milkshake and pass it to her. "Do you want to come sit for a bit or should we go for a walk?" He asked, bringing the straw to his lips to take a sip of his own milkshake and then answered her, watching to see if she wanted him to stand or not. "I'm all the better now that I'm seeing my favorite person in the world." And he wasn't just saying that. He truly adored his baby sister ever since she was brought home when he was seven and it always brightened his day to see her. "How are you doing Tilly Dilly?"
𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲, nathaniel wanted to wind down with a pint in his hand and some good food. and when he heard it was drag night at the rainbow rhythm, he decided to check it out tonight. he had seen it a few of the performances in the past, but he wasn't a regular. perhaps after tonight he would be. when he got there, he ordered a pint of beer and he started to enjoy the night. he ordered some hot wings on the side, knowing they were good here. and then the guy next to him approached him, with some appetizers that looked really good. " oh–– umm sure. " he smiled. " robbie. nice to meet you. you look familiar. do you frequent at the beanz? " he wondered. he was good with faces. " i'm nathaniel. "
When he approached the table, he hadn't notice who was sitting there and it was none other than his coffee shop crush. Robbie sucked in a breath as he heard that British accent he's heard before and bit his bottom lip as he sat down. "Beanz, yeah. It's my favorite actually." He nodded. "I reckon it's your as well because I've seen you there before." Was that too big of an admittance? "NOT that I'm stalking you or anything." Waving his hands at the other, he clarified. "I didn't realize it was, well you, when I came over. I just saw someone that was alone and thought, why not share, right?" Robbie realized he was rambling non stop and pressed his lips together. "Sorry. I'm shutting up now." He sat straight, looking in front of him towards the makeshift stage trying to will his heart rate to slow the fuck down.
Ever since arriving in Brooklyn, Jameson had made sure to become a regular at Rainbow Rhythm. The atmosphere was so welcoming, not thst everywhere else in Brooklyn wasn't, but they enjoyed the pride representation so much. Once Jameson had learned about drag queen Tuesday, they had to make sure they were there to support the queens who came out to put on a show.
Jameson had a plate of chicken wings in front of them, mostly finished as they looked around. They had a whiskey sour in hand as the show was getting ready to start. They were brought back to reality when they heard a voice and then realized the other was speaking to them. "Oh sorry. I didn't realize you were talking to me. Robbie you said? I'm Jameson. And that's so nice of you. I love me some nachos." They responded before then motioning towards the chicken wings that they hadn't finished. "I also have some Thai Chili wings if you'd like to help yourself. A little bit of the best of both worlds." They mentioned.
Pulling the chair next to Jameson, Robbie sat down with the tray of nachos and his own drink, bright smile on his face, thankful for the other, and wings they said? He wouldn't say no to some. "You know? I could use the protein after the day I had. Should have ordered some chicken myself." He chuckled softly, looking at the show that was about to start and then back at Jameson, right before picking up some guac with a nacho. "I know it sounds like such a pick up line but do you come here often? Genuine question because I do." Popping the food in his mouth, his focused remained on Jameson as he ate.
Yes, Robbie had just finished a twelve hour shift at the hospital and it was almost nine o'clock and he could feel his entire body screaming for bed. But it was Drag Queen Tuesday at Rainbow Rhythm and after the day he had at the ER, he needed some queer joy to end his day. Buying a serving of nachos and guac way too big for himself, he saw someone sitting at one of the high tables on their own and approached them, tray in hand with glittery nails, he was probably still wearing a small pink bow in his hair without realizing. that a patient put on him earlier "Would you like to share these? I'll buy you a drink as well if you eat these with me, I'm Robbie."
