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âAlright, I know that stuff.â He agreed, nodding his head slowly. He didnât want to think about when they went home. They all would be doing less work than normal to take care of the youngest brother. They needed money and food.
âNo.â He answered, blunt, then blushed. âSorry⊠I didnât mean it to be rude. Weâre⊠Just fine.â He frowned.
The nurse took his hand, squeezing it gently âOkay.. I wonât force you if you feel comfortable with where you are at now..â He lets go of his hand âIâll give you my address in case something happens. An emergency or if you need some place to take cover.â
He dug in his pocket, taking out the pen and his notepad. He writes down his address and his phone number as well as his name. He folds it, taking Osomatsuâs hand and placing it there. âIâll help you and your family. I promise, I wonât do anything to tear you all apart.â
Osomatsu didnât like someone so... clean touching him, it felt weird, like he was sullying with nurse just with his touch. He didnât belong around people like this- he was street trash if anything, he shouldnât be here.
He didnât want this guys address- he didnât want to be in debt to him. Instead he put on a fake smile and thanked him quietly, pocketing the paper.












