#at least the poor dear has benson to take care of him 😭 unlike me. i'm on my own here orz

[robinsnest2111]

randy, I bestow upon you the gift of extremely painful full-body affecting headaches.

rotating a quietly suffering randy at work in my mind is helping with my own headache from hell tbh

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like, he's had a strange feeling ever since he woke up, a vague allover ache. it all culminates in a headache over his shift. eyes burning, ears ringing, vision swimming, dizziness, nausea, and the pain. oh, the pain. invisible ice picks stabbing behind his eyes and at the nape of his neck. muscles tense, only making the ache worse. he's sweating. shaking. trying to not succumb to the pain. it's not as bad when it's busy, when he has customers to be nice and courteous to, orders to prepare, other tasks to focus on. but it's a slow day with long stretches of NOTHING and that's when the pain usually goes in for the kill. just when Randy thinks he could hold out till the end of the shift, Chris decides to act up again, declaring his love for his girlfriend's tits over the intercom. the crackling distorted sound makes Randy's ears ring even worse and his vision fizz and fade around the edges, stomach lurching. he manages to drag himself into the employee restroom where he sinks to the floor, tears threatening to spill from the unbearable pain. desperately presses his forehead into the cool wall tiles seeking relief, in too much pain to think about when they were last cleaned.

caught in this sickening world of pain, Randy only barely registers the door opening and closing with the softest click. quiet footsteps stopping infront of him. as much as he wants to see who it is standing so close, he can't bear to open his eyes even just a crack, afraid of making the pain even worse.

the soft sound of shifting fabric, the someone infront of him crouching down. suddenly, a cool hand on the back of his neck. relief. the hand starts to gently knead his tense muscles, even more relief. the incredible sensation of feeling the pain fade even just a tiny bit has Randy crying in earnest now, tears flowing freely down his face. minute sobs and shuddering breaths wracking his already trembling body.

a second blessedly cool hand coming up to touch his forehead, a thumb smoothing over his furrowed brow, tracing a path down the side of his face, wiping away some of the tears. cool, tender, relief. relief. relief.