“Do sie--you, do you want a bite?” It only took him a second try to get what he was saying correct, which for him wasn’t bad. “It’s jelly.” He mumbled with the doughnut hanging out of his mouth like a dog would hold it’s bone. It wasn’t the first time Robin had approached the young boy. He would often say hello, or give him the thumbs up when on his way to work. He was only being friendly, although, his friendliness could easily be mistaken for creepiness. He finally swung the messenger bag from his shoulder and plopped it on the ground and with the free hand took the doughnut out of his mouth and offered it out to the boy. His mouth now sticky and his lips painted with sugar. “It’s.. gut--GOOD. It very tasty.”
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