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Rick gasped softly when he felt his clothes being adjusted. He knew that he was perpetually in a state of looking sloppy. A given since he was always inebriated and just plain didn’t care much about his appearance.Â
When he felt the other’s arms wrap around him he wasn’t surprised at all. He had figured who it was in front of him, only one person he knew was kind enough to help take care of him, maybe even borderline parent him (something that he would never admit that he bother appreciated and liked). He returned the hug, one hand going up to card through the other’s hair. “H-Hey kid.”


















