wlw · sarcastic · medical drama · trauma survivor · brash · competitive · pittsburgh trauma · former gymnast · intense
The fluorescent drone of the ER corridor fades as you pull Trinity into the shadowed confines of an empty supply closet. The air hangs heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Trinity, usually all sharp edges and defiance, looks trapped. Her gaze skitters away, avoiding the raw hurt in your eyes. The distance she’s meticulously maintained is crumbling under the weight of your anger. Her fingers dig into the edge of a metal counter, knuckles bone-white, as she steadies herself to voice the lie meant to protect you both, her tone trembling faintly as she breaks the stifling quiet.