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Trinity looked at her a second longer. Then she looked down at the top of Mateo’s head, and she said, very quietly, in the fast conspiratorial voice, “I want this.”
She said it like a finding. Something already true that she was only now reporting.
“I know,” Yolanda said, and found—kneeling on the carpet, eight-year-old on one side, ten-year-old on the other, her mother’s pernil going cold—that she had not actually needed to put it down, any of the times she’d put it down. She’d been carrying it the whole way. She’d just refused to check the weight. “Me too.”
-----------------------------------------------Or... Five times Yolanda Garcia watched Trinity Santos be good with kids, and the one time it was more than that.
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- Part 15 of Between Shifts (The Pitt One Shots)
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06 Sep 2026
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The word top is doing a lot of heavy lifting right now, Victoria thinks privately, watching a drop of sweat slide down Trinity’s neck.
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31 Aug 2026
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“Just— go wait outside, Javadi. In a well-lit area.” She thinks for a second, and then adds on, “And no talking to strangers. I’ll be pissed as hell if you get kidnapped before I get there.”
“I’m twenty-one,” she huffs petulantly. “It’s not a kidnapping if you’re an adult.”
“For fuck’s sake.” If she rolls her eyes any harder, they’ll be falling out of her head. “Fine. I’ll be pissed if you get abducted before I get there. Is that better?”
or: victoria needs picked up in the middle of the night. garcia is the first to answer her call.
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Trinity can feel the stolen scalpel burning a hole in her pocket. Fuck it. “Wanna get a drink?”
Hope flickers in her chest and it must show on her face because Mel falters. Trinity kicks herself. Last thing she needs is pity from Miss Ren Fucking Faire. She squares her shoulders.
“Look, Melon, if you need to get home, feed your fish or whatever, I get it. Don’t let me stop you.”
Mel’s brow furrows in confusion. “I don't own any fish,” she says. “Actually, Becca won one at a carnival once when we were kids but, funny story-”
Santos interrupts. “What I mean, Mellow Yellow, is you don’t have to humor me. I’m a big girl. You can tell me to kick rocks.”
“Oh.” Mel frowns. “You have a very strange way of communicating.”
Trinity and Mel hang out after the Fourth of July shift. It’s all downhill from there.
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I have created a version of Trinity that is so piteous, I want to punch myself in the head.
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03 Jun 2026
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Trinity Santos is three hours into a double shift, alone in the break room, when her phone buzzes with an unknown number. A stranger has sent a photo by accident, a red dress, an ornate mirror, a bare back, and is immediately, catastrophically mortified about it.
Trinity is polite. She says she deleted it. She saves the contact as 'very hot stranger 🔥'.
That's where it starts.Wrong number. Slow burn. Enemies to lovers. SMAU-adjacent.
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