i have to tell my “new” boss- who wrote my director sister off the schedule without even the admins of the building knowing- that i can’t work weekends in laundry anymore bc im literally not trained in everything laundry, that my sister and i had our own system of doing it and i could never manage that by myself. there’s a lot to it all and i’m nervous bc he’s a cis man who is taller than me and never talks to me- and i mean ever.
i have to tell my “new” boss- who wrote my director sister off the schedule without even the admins of the building knowing- that i can’t work weekends in laundry anymore bc im literally not trained in everything laundry, that my sister and i had our own system of doing it and i could never manage that by myself. there’s a lot to it all and i’m nervous bc he’s a cis man who is taller than me and never talks to me- and i mean ever.
my partner had work today and someone lost their weed vape.. one of the kinds we use.. brand new.. so my partner said “ok i’ll take care of it! ^-^” and took it home LMFAO
sunshine, you're not fooling anyone: you're not a big kid right now. don't you give me that look - i know how you are when you're big, and right now you're not. nu uh, no pouting, it's okay - there's nothing wrong with being small!! <33
oh kiddo, come here, what's wrong? were you playing pretend the whole day, trying to seem like a grownup? it's alright now, little one, you're safe here. you can let yourself be small. now, let's try to take a deeeep breath and let all these big thoughts fly away - i can do the thinking for you now, hm? come on, little one, let's get some comfy clothes and a stuffie <3
Okay but what if Vic has a minor injury and gets some pain meds, gets all loopy, and starts to whine for her mommy. She frowns and pouts when Dana thinks that means Shamsi because *clearly* she’s talking about Cassie, her mommy, her mama, her *actual* mom. Silly Dana, thinking Vic was asking for anyone else. No, Victoria is a good daughter and wants her mommy when she doesn’t feel so good
notes: mommy kink. no smut here but blog is 18+ only so minors dni <3
"did you hear?"
"hear what?"
"crash is a patient."
"what?" cassie almost drops the scalpel she's holding, but steadies her hand again. trinity raises an eyebrow. "what happened? is she okay?"
so many thoughts run through her mind that cassie hardly heard much past "fell" and "drugged up." cassie finishes what she's doing, and asks trinity to take over, scrambling to check her phone.
victoria had the day off, had said something about going to the gym that morning. there hadn't been any texts after that, but her location was indeed at the PTMC.
hurrying out into the main bay, cassie rushes over to dana.
"victoria checked in?" cassie asks, clearly out of breath. "when?"
"'bout an hour ago." dana says, not looking up from what she's typing until she glances over her glasses at cassie's worried face. "don't worry, she's alright. hurt her back a bit, so al-hashimi got her on some pain meds. nothin' some rest won't fix."
"shit. shit, where is she?"
dana hums, points over to the south side. "south 12. think shamsi's in there though, might wanna wait a beat."
what?
"what?" cassie's face scrunches up. "why the hell is she down here?"
dana puts the tablet she was holding down and takes her glasses off, eyeing cassie up and down. "cause her daughter is a patient. and javadi was askin' me to get her. what's up with you, mckay?"
"nothing." cassie lies. "just….worried."
there's no way that victoria was asking for her mother. cassie couldn't imagine anything that her girlfriend would want less than shamsi visiting her daughter. maybe it was some drug induced fever dream.
cassie rushes over to south 12. she glances into the window, seeing victoria laying there, clearly upset, while shamsi is talking to her with a rather serious look on her face.
baran, also standing there, listening to the conversation, catches cassie's eye and excuses herself to step out. she closes the door gently and before cassie can start asking questions, baran holds a hand up.
"victoria is recovering fine. it's nothing severe, the pain meds are just to help her relax so that she doesn't tense her back too much," baran explains, like she knows exactly why cassie's here.
cassie lets out a breath and nods. she looks back in, and sees victoria making faces at her mother, the drugs making her hold back less. victoria looks upset and confused, eyes a bit teary. cassie's chest tightens.
she can feel baran's eyes on her, examining her expression. but she doesn't care. she just needs shamsi to leave, because she does not want to be in the same room as her right now. especially with victoria present.
finally, shamsi steps out, and glances between baran and cassie. "i trust you two will keep a close eye on her."
"of course," baran says before cassie can. "she's in good hands, dr. shamsi. i'll let you know if anything changes."
when shamsi is out of earshot, baran puts a hand on cassie's back and urges her to go on. "i'll go check on your patients for you. if you can keep an eye on dr. javadi."
cassie nods, missing the little smile on baran's face as she pushes into the room and the door closes behind her.
"victoria," cassie says, scrambling over to the bedside. victoria blinks, finally registering that she's there, and gasps. she tries to sit up to hug cassie, but cassie stops her and makes her lay down. "no no, sweetheart. stay laying down, okay?"
"but mommy," victoria whines, kicking her feet slightly in an adorable tantrum. "i've been waitin' for you…"
"oh baby, you have?" cassie frowns, pushing back the slightly sweaty hair from victoria's forehead. "i'm so sorry. i came as soon as i heard, but no one told me until santos."
"dana supposed to tell you," victoria whines, pouting. cassie's brow furrows.
"what do you mean, honey? dana didn't tell me until i asked her."
"i told dana i wanted my mommy."
it takes a moment for cassie to put the pieces together, but she laughs when she does. victoria frowns at her, lip jutting out more. "stop laughin' at meeee."
"i'm sorry, baby," cassie bites her lip but can't quite hide her smile. "i think there was a misunderstanding."
"whatever," victoria huffs, clearly uncaring of the funny situation she's created. she grabs cassie's hand and starts playing with her fingers. cassie lets her. "you stay now."
"i'll stay as long as i can, baby. i can see if someone can cover for me when you're discharged, and i can take you home."
"and you can make me dinner?"
"already thinking about your tummy," cassie pokes her stomach playfully, making victoria giggle. "of course, i'll make you your favorite."
"thank youuuu, mommy." victoria giggles, tugging cassie down for a kiss, oblivious to the fact that someone could easily walk in and see. cassie lets her, though. she can't deny her baby anything.
something something Trinity runs up to Javadi as they're leaving the hospital on the birthday and hands her a cute sparkly (purple ofc) gift bag.
Javadi mutters an embarassed thank you before rummaging through the bag at Trinity's request.
She's impressed and a little surprised at the contents, Dr. Jart's face mask, a travel sized mascara, and a few packets of samplers of an expensive moisturizer Victoria talked about with a patient two weeks ago.
And, small wrapped box sitting at the bottom of the bag. She eyes Trinity's wide grin from the corner of her eye as the wrapping paper tears under her fingers.
"Oh my god-" she gasps, dropping the small purple vibrator back in the bag.
"Relax would you," Trinity grins, "You're 21. Every grown woman needs a vibrator."
"Trinity I still live with my parents. What if-"
"It's a joke, crash, you can throw it out as soon as you get home if you want," she shrugs, "or hide it in your sock drawer like a normal person your age would. Doesn't matter to me."
And Victoria's hand hovers over the garbage in her bathroom for a long moment. She looks at the little thing - it's small, discreet. She hits the power button at the bottom. It makes a noise, but under her covers it would negligible.
Half an hour later, her face mask is drying on her face and she loads up AO3, armed with her new gift.
*****
"So," Trinity greets the next morning, "Did you like my gift?"
Trinity truly meant the face mask. She likes to tease and annoy Victoria, but she'd never cross the line into making her actually uncomfortable. And those face masks were expensive, she was hoping her money was well spent more than anything else.
But Victoria looks at her like a deer in the headlights, wide eyed and panicked.
"The face masks, Tori," Santos clarifies with a grin.
"Oh yeah," Victoria clears her throat, "Good-great. Moisturizing."
