#pitthaunted

= June 28th - The year before Pope went to prison = The days she was conscious of the world around her had become sparse. The more she was kept away from her twin, the more she felt like she wanted to die. Despite her son, despite everything she convinced herself of. He was a coward, but he was also her only brother , the one who knew her the most. They had shared a womb, they were sharing a birthday. Why her feet had brought her to that forsaken house, she wasn't sure. Nervously she waited on the other side of the street, hoping to see him, just once. Just a glimpse. Just for a second. She hated it. He had made his choice, he didn't care about her, and yet here she was standing with a stupid gift bag. A trembling hand went through her hair. Stupid, this was stupid. She could have invest in some good shit instead of this stupid gift. She started to pull at her hair. Maybe earlier, maybe when she wasn't such a monster. She started to walk away when a truck arrived and she froze. The gate opened, and she just stood there…mouth trying to form words. She waited, he was alone. "A….Andrew" she whispered. "Andrew" she called louder though not loud enough for anyone to hear. She did not dear come closer, she knew their mother had CCTVs , she was just in the dead angle of them.

the last place that he wanted to be was roped into some obnoxious party that Smurf had planned to pretend to celebrate his birthday. their birthday. though that never seemed to matter to Smurf. nor did the fact that he genuinely hated parties. but none of this was for him. none of this had ever been for either of them. Andrew knew that this was just a show for Smurf to continue pretending that she was the worlds best mother. he'd spent the better part of the morning preparing himself to tell Smurf where to stick her party. despite knowing that he would be coerced into staying anyway.

too wrapped up in his own thoughts he pays little attention to her standing there when he first pulls in. chalking it up to his mind playing tricks on him as it had been known to do. there was no way that it would be true. hazel flicking to the review a few times before he's annoyed with himself for being so messed up that he was hallucinating his own sister.

slamming the truck into park outside the gate, he throws the door open just in time to catch the soft call of his name. she's stood just out of reach of the camera. a known blind spot. briefly he wonders to himself why his hallucinations would care about anything like that. it didn't matter. stalking towards her, the anger leeches from him with each step that brings him closer and closer to her. this wasn't the normal specter of his mind.

by the time that he's stood before her his gait had taken up a more terrified rhythm before slowing to a stop. "Julia?" her name is breathed out of him as if terrified that she'd vanish if he looked away or spoke too loud. "what — what are you doing here?"

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Trinity can't help the way her brows furrow, the concern that colors her features. Over time, she'd learned more and more about Skye. To an extent, she almost felt she understood. "It's hard not to worry, sue me." she says. She tries to keep the tone a bit lighthearted. "It's not judgement, I promise."

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@pitthaunted said: wipeout > sidra on jesse

~ The ED is packed. Barely enough space to move between rooms, to the point that WEAVING in and around the nurses hub had become an act of heroism and bravery. Like playing chicken with a highway. Jesse had already seen Whitaker take a speeding gurney to the hip earlier that morning and HEARD more than witnessed Perlah get caught with the BACKSWING of a door - the dulcet sounds of her shouting at Princess in Tagalog had followed the loud bang, so Jesse guessed there had been some nurse on nurse friendly fire.

He would call it controlled chaos.....but that was more of a stretch than even he could muster.

Turning the corner, saline bags in one hand and freshly sealed IV tubing in the other...Jesse heard the SHOUT before he saw what happened. A body suddenly colliding with his own. The nurse moving an arm out to catch Sidra automatically even as he felt himself tip backwards with the force. Throwing his other arm out behind him to slow the fall. ' ..-got you..I got you... '

" nodding off... " for Jimmy (cause the idea of him on that tiny shoulder makes me cackle) @pitthaunted

It was slow at first, she'd opted to sit next to Jimmy for the entertainment, because who was going to make it through a five-hour lecture on hospital policy that wasn't needed. The seminar had been mandatory, and now they were on a completely different wing than the ED. Nothing felt relevant.

It was all at once she felt the weight of his head on her shoulder, and she physically braced herself from the hulking weight of Jimmy's head. She was a giggle away from waking him and drawing way too much attention to them in the back row of the lecture hall.

Her lips were flattened into a hard line, as her shoulders shook gently until she could rein herself in. He'd been working a lot longer than she was today. He'd surely have a pain in his neck, even though half his body looked like it had slid down so he'd be partially hidden. The height difference still didn't help.

"Good too see you too, Monroe." He took the gift card without arguing. He'd have to argue with her in a few weeks and that was exhausting on it's own. "Thank you."

He shook his head with a smirk tucking the card into his pocket till much later. When he finally did remember it he added it to the house amazon account. He about choked on his coffee when he saw the amount. They made good money but this was... insane. She was a trust fund kid that was for sure...

He smiled as she spoke, something he hadn't been expecting from her. Their relationship was tense as it was but even more so since the other day some thing he could feel in the air. He nodded and thanked her as she left a bit of a smirk on his lips. Maybe there was a chance for at least something less awkward but only time would tell.