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“We both knew what we were getting into when we started seeing each other,” Garcia eventually said. She looked over her shoulder, glancing at Santos. “And we both agreed this was just casual, didn’t we?”
She didn’t know if she was reminding herself or reminding Santos about their arrangement.
“I know we did… just wanted to make sure you didn’t mean–”
“I was tired and tipsy and you made me come not even thirty seconds before that. I wasn’t exactly in the sharpest state of mind,” Garcia cut off, not unkindly. “Let’s not make this a big deal.”
Or: The events leading up to their 4th of July shift; Garcia accidentally lets an "I love you" slip and tries (fails) to be casual about it.
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19 Jun 2026
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i'm cool and forgiving, i'll take what you're giving by theyellowumbrella
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
17 Jun 2026
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“Tell me who’s in charge.”
What a silly question, she thinks. Sometimes, it feels like Garcia is in charge of her whole life: she eats to have energy for Garcia, she goes to work to see Garcia. She walks and talks and breathes and laughs just on the off chance that Garcia might see her and decide she wants her again, just for the night.
But that probably isn’t a sexy thing to say. That would probably have Garcia withdrawing entirely, would give her questions, and Trinity thinks if she doesn’t get her cock in her in the next ten seconds she might genuinely die.
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garcia calls on the 5th of july. trinity answers.
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19 Jun 2026
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"This is embarrassing, I'm sorry." Yolanda sighs, looks at her feet, and decides to bite the bullet. "I don't remember it. And trust me, I don't usually forget hooking up with pretty girls, even if I'm completely wasted."
She looks back at Santos, who's standing there, stunned.
apparently, the new intern knows yolanda. it would be nice if she could remember how they met.
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Trinity knows it’s inevitable. She understand that this–this thing–can only coil so tightly before it snaps. And guess who’s ass is in the trap?
‘Santos. A word.’
Not a question. Not even a suggestion, really. An order veiled as something softer, something less loaded. Garcia doesn’t even look at her; pert buns swaying slightly as she and her perfect posture lead Trinity to the stairwell. How is she still standing like that–after, what, nine hours? Trinity aches. She has blisters from her shitty tennis shoes that Huckleberry insisted she buy–her ratty old gym shoes were fine, by the way–and an omnipresent thudding behind her eyes and the inability to keep her shoulders rolled anywhere but forward. Garcia spins on her heel; her shoes are pristine, white and stitched with fine thread. Trinity wants to die, just a little.
‘You’ve been avoiding me.’
There it is. Trap, meet ass. She’s been told she has a nice one, so hopefully that counts for something.
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her first (and worst) day in the Pitt still haunts Trinity months later.
other than Robby, she hasn't talked to anyone about it, not even her... situationship.
because she can definitely keep those things separate.or:
a nightmare, self-sabotage and good communication.
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