[Being a security guard for a ritzy spa in a pretty safe neighborhood has to be, hands down, the most boring job Robbie has ever held in his life. And he's held a lot of jobs over the years.
But it pays better than it has any right to, it's close enough to home that he still occasionally walks to it even though he's got his car up and running now, and like, the people aren't terrible even if nothing ever happens.
Which is why he is absolutely not expecting to round the building's perimeter on one of his normal walks to stave off boredom/keep people from doing shit they shouldn't on the property and actually find Jesse Pinkman having a panic attack in the grass. He hesitates, but approaches anyway. He's not great with people, exactly. Or—good at being a calming presence or anything. He definitely doesn't know how to actually help someone when they're hyperventilating. But making sure an imPort isn't going nuts on the lawn is probably in his job description even if that imPort is the guy who owns the place, right?] Uh. Boss? You alright?
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But it pays better than it has any right to, it's close enough to home that he still occasionally walks to it even though he's got his car up and running now, and like, the people aren't terrible even if nothing ever happens.
Which is why he is absolutely not expecting to round the building's perimeter on one of his normal walks to stave off boredom/keep people from doing shit they shouldn't on the property and actually find Jesse Pinkman having a panic attack in the grass. He hesitates, but approaches anyway. He's not great with people, exactly. Or—good at being a calming presence or anything. He definitely doesn't know how to actually help someone when they're hyperventilating. But making sure an imPort isn't going nuts on the lawn is probably in his job description even if that imPort is the guy who owns the place, right?] Uh. Boss? You alright?