I need the women on The Pitt to kiss

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Pitt (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Trinity Santos & Dennis Whitaker Characters: Trinity Santos, Dennis Whitaker Additional Tags: Angst, Passive Suicidality, Canon-Typical Suicidal Ideation (The Pitt), PTMC Rooftop (The Pitt), POV Trinity Santos, Trinity Santos Needs a Hug, Trinity Santos and Dennis Whitaker are Roommates, Trinity Santos & Dennis Whitaker Friendship, Trinity Santos Needs Therapy, really they all do, Character Study, if you squint really really hard, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault

Trinity leans forward, closing her eyes and sucking in another deep lungful of crisp, cold air. It tastes like Pittsburgh, like pollution and dirt and grime, and it tastes like stardust, and it tastes a little bitter, and it tastes like death.

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Princess Dela Cruz, the icon you are 👑

So she swore off friends, whats the point of letting people get close when they all leave anyways?

And then a huckleberry just fell into her lap with his stupid mousy face and crumpled clothes. She couldn’t just leave him there!

And she finally had a friend again, a stupid fuckleberry that eats all her avocados and leaves his clothes everywhere, but one she loves anyways.