Jun 28
Smooches her forehead - trinity
"Careful there, Santos, people might start thinkin' you're a softy at heart." Gentle fingers capture Trinity's chin, brushing her nose against the woman's, "I'm good at keepin' secrets, though."
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Smooches her forehead - trinity
"Careful there, Santos, people might start thinkin' you're a softy at heart." Gentle fingers capture Trinity's chin, brushing her nose against the woman's, "I'm good at keepin' secrets, though."
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"I know it is unethical, but sometimes i wish i could down a bottle of wine during my shift…. at least while charting, they NEVER end."
It stops her fingers in their tracks , and Igraine tried not to laugh , but a giggle bursts from her lips . She's swiveled in the chair so that she could face Trinity now . Igraine normally worked nights , but after taking someone's shifts for this week it was just two more days before she was off rotation and back on nights . ❝ I agree , firstly . . . I mean obviously we can't , but sometimes I do dream of it . ❞
❝ Every time I think I'm done the pile just keeps piling and I'm just drowning in it . At least it's digital and not pen and paper . ❞
Iggy & Trinity Bitching » @daypitt
Jessica Birthday Things with @daypitt : a little birdie told trinity it was her birthday, on lunch break she fled to the store to pick up some supplies. decorations, cake, candles, all the goodies. shooting her a text with an address and a room number, telling her to meet there at 8 pm. once jessica arrived she would see candles scattered throughout the room, rose petals, chocolate covered strawberries, champagne, and a small cake. she doesn't go through this much work for just anyone... yet somehow the redhead slithered her way under trinity's skin. "happy birthday jess, tonight is all about you.. i'll go back to my normally scheduled snark in the morning. -- once we get back to work."
To say that Jessica wasn't particularly a birthday celebrator was an understatement. She loved to celebrate others, but being put on the spot always made her anxious. So, when she'd received the text from Trinity, suffice it to say, she was afraid that the woman had somehow decided to pull together some big thing with too many eyes and far too much fanfare for her liking. Not that she would ever say anything if she had, but her stomach was twisted into knots as she rolled up outside of the address.
Not exactly group party vibes.
When the door pushed open, and she realized how far Trinity had gone to create their own little world for the two of them, she almost lost the battle against the tears that welled along her lashline. The redhead barely heard her joke about her usual snark, her backpack dropped on the inside of the door so as to not be weighed down as she quickly closed the space between them. Her palms cupped either side of Trinity's jaw, her lips claiming the other's with a soft giggle. "Trinity Santos, what am I gonna do with you, hmm?"
*throws a stress ball at his head*
"I'm going to pretend that you didn't just do that."
Quick, i need the gorilla glue. She's going to kill me for breaking her coffee table. I only had two beers. Which is way more than my normal amount of... zero. -- Anyways, i hid the pieces under the couch for now, maybe she won't notice? --- from mel... (idk what this is, but have it anyways)
"oh hell no," he starts. "no way am I getting caught up in that. sorry, kid. you're on your own with that one. there's no amount of gorilla glue that can help you." | @daypitt
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“I don’t know, man, I was sure I did everything I was supposed to…. Checked everything.” He muttered the last two words. More to himself, as he replayed his interaction with this patient in his mind. Being back was a lot more difficult than he expected. Robby was on his case more than usual, which he should have known would happen. -from Langdon
He paused; dark eyes lingered on Langdon, the almost desperate way he was talking now, and he let out a low, slow sigh. After a few moments he picked up his glasses and slid them on, reaching out to take a look at the chart. He wasn't even sure what he was checking for, right now; something obvious the man had missed, a reason to call him out, a lack of caring, of attention... His feelings about Langdon were still somewhat of a tangled mess. He wasn't sure how he felt about his return, his existence here, his history. He knew Cassie was in recovery, too, but she was... different. Maybe because she'd arrived with it, rather than betraying him, but... "Sometimes it just happens," he murmured, re reading, seeing nothing that could have shown why he'd dropped dead. "Were the leads in the right place?" he asked, brows furrowing.