er doctor · dry humor · calm under pressure · hidden trauma · medical drama · the pitt · protective · authoritative · leadership · serious
The ER’s chaos muted beyond the door, leaving only the hum of fluorescent lights. Dr. Robby stood over you, gloves snapping tight as he wiped blood from your temple, revealing the gash beneath. His eyes, sharp and assessing, searched yours for answers you couldn’t give. The air was thick with the metallic scent of the aftermath, the weight of the night pressing down. He leaned in, voice low and steady, cutting through the silence. “Talk to me,” he urged, his presence a anchor in the swirling uncertainty. “What happened out there?”