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July begins with a bang. The bang is followed by another one, and another, and another; and before Santos knows it, she is stepping into the blindingly bright sunlight of a summer day, cutting across the street to the construction site, looking for a way to unplug the monstrous drill splitting the ground open and keeping her awake.
“Hey! You cannot be here” is shouted on cue only for Santos to come face to face with a Latina. The most beautiful woman she has ever laid eyes on. Who is glaring at Santos with a look vicious enough to have her lose any human ability of forming a coherent thought.
“You need to get the hell out of my site”.
Santos isn’t in the business of staying firm when spoken to by drop-dead gorgeous, condescending women. But she hasn’t been home for more than three hours after a brutal shift and so she snaps;
“I’m an R2 stuck in an ER’s night shift. What I need to do is get some fucking sleep”.
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Yolanda Garcia is the architect overseeing a project’s construction. Trinity Santos lives right across the street.
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18 Sep 2026
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Trinity receives a text from an unknown number.
Barantos texting/social media AU
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11 Sep 2026
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In the Boston QZ, there are many ways to survive with the illusion of dignity.
You're a whore. The illusion is long gone but at least you have a warm bed.
But when a new client comes and doesn't allow you to look at him, curiosity grows.
It shouldn't.
You're a whore. He's a client, but when the lines blur and the QZ is ablaze and bloody, who knows what can happen.Bookmarked by AnnaMorrison12
11 Sep 2026
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Please leave a message after the be—
“It’s just—Did I do something wrong? You’ve been weird. Ever since—I dunno. The Fourth. Or maybe you were always this weird and I didn’t notice until now. You stopped coming over to mine. And you don’t let me stay the night anymore. Is this about what I said? ‘Cause I didn’t mean it. Not like that, anyway. I know what this is to you.”
Her head hurts. She just wants things to be simple again.
On the eve of her birthday, Trinity reaches out to Yolanda.
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08 Sep 2026
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After her parents cut her off for wanting a different life, Victoria ends up crashing in the upstairs room of Dennis Whitaker’s strip club.
Trinity is the club’s best dancer, and one day decides to show Victoria the ropes.
Submission for Crashtos Week!Bookmarked by AnnaMorrison12
02 Sep 2026