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  1. Public Bookmark 43

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    "But why? Why are you doing this for me?"

    “Because I know how it feels to not have anyone.” Trinity said. “I know what it is to be alone. It’s shitty and lonely and frankly…fucking awful. A-and I don’t want that for you. I don’t think you deserve it.”

    Al-Hashimi’s face searched hers.

    “You don’t even know me.” She said softly.

    “I know." Trinity replied as if it were the simplest thing in the world. "I don’t have to.”

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    Baran Al-Hashimi is medically repatriated to the United States after the massacre in Kabul and falls into the arms of one Trinity Santos.

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    08 Oct 2026

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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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    08 Oct 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 18

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    Emery Walsh ran cold, in the sense that her skin was, more often than not, slightly tinged blue and arctic. It was stuff of PTMC legend by the time Samira transferred in, added to the orientation brochure under "top tips".

    It's not until Samira gifts Emery a heated blanket that the pair fully lean into temperature play, in the form of Emery's fingers as ice.

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    08 Oct 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 24

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    Abby's seeing someone.

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    07 Oct 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 40

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    trinity: how’s it going
    trinity: heard walsh caught the bug

    samira: Call me.
    samira: Now.
    samira: I need to talk through this.

    AKA Samira and Trinity's partners are two different levels of sick.

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    04 Oct 2026