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I decided to do a soft little Robby story. I'll update one of the other story imagines soon!
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You hadn't heard from Robby in a week. You were so worried about him. You decided that you were gonna go to him mom's apartment and check on him to make sure he was okay.

You stop your car parked out of his apartment building. You take a deep breath not knowing what to expect. It's not like him to not talk to you or message you. You try to stop thinking of the worst possible out come and get out of your car. You speed walk in the door and sprint up the stairs.

By the time you make your way to Robby's floor, you're exhausted. You stumble your way through the hall and stop in front of Robby's door. You take a deep breath. You don't want to seem to worried or panicked and freak Robby out. With one more inhale and exhale, you knock in the door.

You hear someone walk to the door and unlock the bottom lock. The door opens only a bit. The chain lock is still in the door. You can see a tiny bit of Robby's face. You can already feel yourself calming down. He sees you and slightly says, 'Oh.'

"Hey Robby..." You mumble and wave.

"Um... Hi, (Y/N). What's up?" He asks.

"Can we talk? You haven't been responding to my messages and totally went MIA." You mumble. Robby sighs a bit and shuts the door. You hear him unlock the chain lock and then the door swings open.

The house is completely dark. The only thing lighting up the house is a few candles. There are things on the floor and it's pretty messy. You look back at Robby. This is the first time you've seen him in a couple weeks. He looks great.

"Sorry about that. I- Uh. I've been busy with karate." He mumbles and rubs the back of his neck.

"Why is it so dark in the house?" You ask.

"Oh... I- Uh... it's just-" You can tell he's trying to make up an excuse. You walk up to him and put your hand on his arm.

"Robby, what's wrong? You can tell me." You look up at him staring into his eyes.

"My mom, she, uh, left with this guy. She said he was gonna pay the bills, but he didn't and the powers been off for a little while..." Robby gives in. You both stand there in silence for a moment, then you suddenly hug Robby.

"I'm so sorry..." You tell him as you bury your face into him. "Are you okay?"

"I'm getting by... I've been ordering out and-" You cut him off.

"How much money do you have? Didn't you say the dealership didn't give you that much money?" You begin worrying.

"Hey, hey, hey! Calm down, (Y/N). I'm alive and I'm safe. I'm sorry I didn't respond to your messages." He says.

"Robby this isn't okay... Your mom can't just leave you. Have you called her?" You ask.

"She won't pick up." Robby looks at the ground, avoiding your eyes. He can tell your upset and worried for him, but he doesn't want you to panic over him. You think for a moment.

"Robby come stay with me." You blurt out. He looks up at you again.

"What? No. I couldn't! Your parent wouldn't allow it." Robby tries to make excuses.

"My parents love you and they care about you. You're my bestfriend. We have a spare bedroom you could use." You pause. "Please Robby. This worries me. Your mom totally just left you and now your in a house with no power or water."

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" He asks. I grab his hand to try and reassure him.

"Yes. Of course. I've never been more sure about anything." You say with excitement. He quickly hugs you again and thanks you. "How about I come in and we get a few things to bring to my house. We can wash your clothes when you get there and set everything up." You smile and Robby steps to the side, letting you in.

He feels bad for just barging in and using all of your things at home, but he knows you won't take no for an answer. He understands that you care about him and you want to help.

For a good hour, the two of you fumble around his apartment and pack up some bags. You also clean up a bit because you can't bare the mess. Robby only says he'll bring two bags because he doesn't want to bring too much to the house. You try your best to cheer him up the entire time you're together.

The two of you head outside the apartment. You have one bag, he has the other, and with your open hands, your fingers are interlocked. He squeezes your hand tightly as the two of you head out of the apartment building.
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Mr. Larusson definitely didn't have Robby live with him, it was you all along!