LilyGoop
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More than one reasonably good-looking man had approached her, offering to buy her a drink and trying to discuss the presentation she'd given on social determinants of health. It was nice of them to offer, nicer still that her attending position at Presby had come with research funding, but discussing the paper she'd worked on for nearly a year with these men was merely an unwelcome distraction from her clandestine eavesdropping on her ex-boyfriend.
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28 May 2026
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samira mohan has spent her whole life trying to make peace with the idea that she is not the kind of woman people look at twice. jack abbot, unfortunately for her long-held beliefs, looks at her like she is the only thing in the room that has ever made sense. and he will do anything to prove it to her.
title from "angel" by massive attack.
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26 May 2026
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With her senses so preoccupied, she doesn't register the presence of someone else. Not at first. Not until she feels the warmth of another body settling down right next to her.
In her eyeline she catches a glimpse of two legs outstretched beside her. A pair of the dorkiest brown hiking shoes she's ever seen. One socked ankle, one metal ankle.
Abbot.
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Or, Jack and Samira learn the art of slowing down.
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25 May 2026
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There's this feeling in her chest, something heavy, yet hollow. Something that tells her she doesn't fit anymore - she used to, she knows that. She used to feel at home in this ER and with these people. But now, now there's a distance in the glances she gets, a quizzical judgement. Almost as if they're asking why she's still here.
I don't know! She wants to scream at them. But I also don't know where else to go. She admits to herself quiety.
It fills her brain with static and her body with discomfort.
But it's funny. All of that stops.
The noise. The frustration. The worry.
It all stops when she looks at him.
And he stands there, like a safe haven. The eye of the storm, nothing but pure calm laced into a prosthetic with salt and pepper hair.
It calls to her like a lighthouse, beckoning her in with nowhere else to go.
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24 May 2026
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“I’m not leaving you, Jack. I’m leaving all of this.” She had gestured wildly to the city, to the hospital, to the enemies within.
He nodded, more to himself than to her. The distinction didn’t seem to matter very much when he and the city and the hospital were all one and the same.
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20 May 2026