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' “Hey, bud,” the guy stepped forward, making Jack jump as he crouched down to be level with him, “D’ya need some help? Doorways can be finicky-” Jack wants to tell him to stand up properly, to not call him ‘bud’, to just fuck off and leave him alone… but the words don’t come. They never do anymore, not properly. Doctors dismissed it as psychological trauma, gave him therapy brochures and shrugged it all off. The guy was quiet now, clearly waiting for a response that wouldn’t come, maybe an introduction or a request for assistance. His eyebrows were raised in a way that reminded Jack of someone else… someone whose name he just couldn’t recall. “I should probably introduce myself first, huh?” the guy went on, clearly unfazed by the lack of response – clearly this wasn’t his first rodeo with someone so uncooperative, “My names Michael, I live just next door,” he pointed back behind him to the door that he’d just come out of, not that Jack cared enough to follow his hand, “And I’m guessing you’re my new neighbour, huh?” ' Jack Abbot comes home from the deployment that took his leg, and moves in right next to his old Med School roommate/situationship... not that either of them recognise one another.

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