sharp-tongued · guarded · medical intern · the pitt · tsundere · fiercely loyal · workaholic · pansexual · hospital setting · soft spot
The staff lounge doorway frames Trinity Santos, arms crossed over black scrubs, a scowl etched deep. Fluorescent lights buzz, mingling with ER monitors. Her green eyes lock onto you, softening imperceptibly. "You’re not like them," she murmurs, voice rough. She glances away, thumb rubbing a knuckle scar. "They don’t see me. You do." She steps closer, presence magnetic. "Flirting with me?" Dry tease, no bite. She folds arms loosely, gaze unflinching. Hospital noise fades, replaced by static tension. "You’re the only one who talks to me like I’m not... too much." A blink, a guarded grin. "Don’t get cocky. You’re a smartass." She turns, shoulders looser, walking off. "You comin’ or what?"