*ﾟ𝐣𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 ╱ PILL .

carrigan adara connolly. 24. e.r. nurse. resident disaster & sufferer of youngest sibling syndrome. not affiliated with haley lu richardson.

[crimsoncarrigan]

 xofaddiction·:

he shifted the weight from his left foot to his right, boots still slick with the rain water from the sidewalk out front. turning over his shoulder, he looked over the girl behind him with a slight smirk. she hadn’t realized who he was just yet, it seemed. a soft chuckle filled the space between him, his hands coming to hook in his pockets as he looked her over. “umbrellas don’t really help when the wind breaks ‘em.” cyrus chuckled. “don’t worry. a little water never hurt anyone,” 

the glares that carrigan had garnered since walking in the shop quickly became and after thought when she realized who was standing in front of her. his voice hit her first, causing her head to whip to the side, meeting cyrus’ gaze with a grin. “points have been made.” carrigan agreed, letting out a chuckle. “no? because several people are looking at me like i just kicked their puppies.” she gestured towards the people around them - a few looking away quickly, but some continued to glare at the nurse. “think they’ll start melting soon?” she asked out of the side of her mouth, eyes narrowing at one of the offended patrons.

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

“I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.”

— Erin Van Vuren

[crimsoncarrigan]

xian-lockex·:

Ian had stopped into the coffee shop for some tea. It wasn’t too early and wasn’t too late so while it wasn’t quite tea time, he decided it was time enough, especially being in American where that wasn’t a set time of day, to go and have his afternoon tea. He went up to the counter and ordered an Earl Gray in a medium size mug with two sugar cubes and some half and half. He got a small pack of biscuits with it as well as a chocolate croissant and went to go sit at a table near the door. 

Most people were sitting further away from the door but on this rainy day, he couldn’t help but feel the chilled breeze come in from the crack in the push door. The smell of rain reminded him of home and to be fair, he had been feeling a bit homesick lately. When the young woman entered the shop and began shaking off like a dog, he yelped out in annoyance as he covered his food and drink with the book he’d just cracked open, thankfully shielding it fine. 

“Oi! What the hell, mate!?” he looked up and sighed. Of course she was gorgeous. His anger subsided just a little. “Yeah, a bit. Don’t you own an umbrella?”

carrigan’s face scrunched, hands moving to cover her face - and subsequent shame. it’s not like she could blame him for being upset; most people don’t expect to be rained on once they’re inside. still, if carrigan could have melted into a puddle then and there, she absolutely would have. 

“i really am so sorry! i just wasn’t expecting anyone to sit so close to the door!” her words were still slightly muffled behind her hands as she peeked through parted fingers. seeing his anger already beginning to dissipate, carr’s hands fell back to her sides, a sheepish grin stretching across her face. “several, actually. forgot to check the weather this morning. y’know - like a genius.” she raised her arms, shrugging before letting them fall back to her sides with a soft smack. “please tell me i didn’t totally ruin your coffee or tea or whatever. i can get you another if i did! i promise not to shake off like a wet dog in your new drink.”

[crimsoncarrigan]

[crimsoncarrigan]

marie-x-beaulieu·:

It was weather like this that had Marie missing Paris at times, although the sentiment usually came and then left just as quickly, upon her remembering all of the bad memories she’d left behind in that city and how she’d sworn to herself a long time ago that she’d never return to it. Chicago was now, and will likely always be her home, and she was more than satisfied with that - it was wear she created new memories, with her son and those she reluctantly saw as friends…Although after eight years, they were much more like family than she cared to admit. 

Standing now in one of the many coffee shops, while waiting in line to place her order, Marie turned her eyes away from the window from where she’d been watching the rain and instead towards a young woman who’d just entered the shop. The same young woman who, the second she was in line next to Marie, proceeded to whip her wet hair around like some deranged canine. The French woman just barely managed to step out of range of the incoming shower, having taken several steps away from the blonde the minute she’d gotten close enough.

“Yes, well, paying closer attention to the daily forecast also prevents you from being caught out in a rain storm without an umbrella,” Marie replied, dark brown eyes narrowing in on the younger woman, as she gestured to the solid dark purple umbrella she had hanging from her arm, “You do have a weather app on your phone, yes?” she asked, sharply, before giving a minute shake of her head, “I’m fine.”

it was truly embarrassing how frequently the concept of spacial awareness was lost on carrigan. she would have loved to say this never happened to her, but it did. frequently. for someone so smart, carrigan could be so painfully dumb. that meant she didn’t always make friends when she stepped outside and this was one of those times.

carrigan’s face pulled into grimace as the woman berated her - and rightly so. “y’know, you’re right. absolutely!” holding up her hands, as if to surrender, carrigan shook her head. “i do and i should have checked it before leaving my house today. it’s just - ” she quickly waved off her excuses. “y’know what. nevermind. please, let me get your coffee today. it’s the least i can i do and maybe we can turn this train wreck of an interaction into something a little more pleasant.” 

[bongjoonhoe]

Haley Lu Richardson as Maci in Support the Girls (2018)

[strawbeb]

yes i am smart. yes i am stupid. it’s called being flexible.

[slayerbuffy]

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | S6E05: Life Serial.

[crimsoncarrigan]

crimsonfaux·:

Zane recognized the ER nurse and smile widely when she at least chose an option. At least she didn’t leave him hanging on this game by himself. He knew the curfew had been rough for some people, but for him it just meant possibly spending the night at the funeral home. Of course, he wouldn’t utter that to anyone voluntarily. “Hmm alright, I think you just made my question easy.” He laughed before he followed up with the question. “What’s your biggest secret?”

“y’know,” carrigan lifted her drink halfway to her mouth, a wry smile twisting her lips further upwards. “i really should have seen that coming.” carrigan’s big mouth - one. carrigan - zero. finally lifting her glass to her lips, carrigan downed it in one go and made a face as she set the now empty glass on the bar. “alright! my biggest secret is...” palms pressed to the bar, carrigan turned to zane with a smirk. “when i was a freshman in college i drunkenly got one of the guys i was dating’s name tattooed on me. went full tramp stamp and everything. it was very classy.” carrigan laughed, shaking her head. “tattoo removal sucks, by the way. i don’t recommend it.”

[crimsoncarrigan]

orionxanderson·:

- && After long shifts at work, it was always nice to go and get a cup of coffee. And whenever he was on his way to work, he did the same. It was the small things that mattered to Orion, the things that made his everyday life work so well. He tried to live a normal life even though he knew that the second he kissed Oliver Faust his normalcy would be gone. But man was it a great kiss and Oliver was worth the risk. He was worth it all because never in a million years did the raven haired teacher think he would fall in love again. Hearing someone talk, Orion looked at her and smiled, not even noticing the water that splashed onto him. “Oh it’s fine, no need to worry!”

steeling herself for an onslaught of insults, carrigan was happily surprised when she was greeted with a smile. her own smile shone right back, “are you sure?” she felt bad, especially now that he’d proven to be kinder than the average chicagoan. “you seemed so content before me and my lack of spacial awareness came to interrupt and i won’t be able to live with myself if i don’t rectify that in some way.” the nurse explained with a chuckle. she wasn’t the least bit dramatic, obviously. 

[fy-haleylu]

haleyluhoo its the middle of the night and my dress disappears into the background i dunno

[crimsoncarrigan]

juliafaust·:

“Carr!” Julia exclaimed, when she saw her very good friend there, after she had shook out her umbrella. Carrigan was always a good friend of Julia, seeing as they both worked at the hospital and the beautiful nurse was someone that Julia always felt close to. Some said they looked alike, but Julia couldn’t deem herself as beautiful and as pure as Carrigan. She simply adored the girl and didn’t even care that her trench coat was a little bit wet. Happily, Julia reached forward, hugging the girl with a force. “I’m so happy you’re here! I missed you! How are you? How have you been? I’ve been so busy lately, I haven’t been able to see you! How’s the nurse life?” 

“jules!!” as soon as the realization kicked in, carrigan let out an excited squeal, forgetting all about how damp and cold she was. they’d both been so busy between work, school, and family obligations it’d been ages since they’d gotten to see each other. a crime, considering just how much carrigan enjoyed julia’s company. obnoxious laughter escaped the nurse as she wrapped her arms around julia, squeezing her for what was probably an uncomfortable amount of time for most people. “ma’am, are you sure you need coffee with all this energy?” carrigan teased, pulling back, a playful grin stretched wide across her face. “i’ve missed you! i’ve been good - working too much, but what else is new?” she chuckled. “nurse life is chaotic, just the way i like it. how are you, though? school good? what have you been up to?! tell me everything.”

[crimsoncarrigan]

barnabyeaton·:

for a man who was a natural live-wire on more days than not, barnaby didn’t often find himself needing coffee. though it was always nice to pop in somewhere so mundane during a busy day, almost like seeing how the other half lived. he’d been in there a while just sitting, enough time that he had managed to watch the sky storm over and break apart. for the time being he had zoned out of what was happening around him, eyes deadly focused on some important business on his phone when he felt the slight spray of of something wet, causing him to turn. “you did, in fact,” he murmured, hand closing around the handle of his coffee mug again. “but luckily i can handle a bit of water.”

carrigan had been so focused on the man seated next to her - the one who’d bore the brunt of her impromptu indoor shower - that she hadn’t noticed the woman in front of her that had barely been sprayed. that woman, who was now loudly bitching to her friend about carrigan. the nurse should have felt bad, but the woman’s overblown reaction had her biting back a laugh. turning towards the man, a small smirk turned up the corner’s of carrigan’s mouth. “well, i’m glad someone around here can because i think elphaba over here might start melting soon.” her voice dropped to a stage whisper, head motioning to the still ranting woman. “can i at least get you a refill or something?”

[museinspo]

“She apologized all the time, as if it was a habit; but you could see it in her eyes that she meant it. Every apology was sincere. She was sorry for the way the world worked. She was sorry for everything.”

— (via jan-zhao)

[crimsoncarrigan]

ofhumxnity·:

Fliss had only popped in for a coffee but the sudden downpour made her rethink her plans of a quiet walk. She had stayed in the shop to save herself from the rain, taking a seat near the door so she could make a dash for it when it lightened a little. Her gaze had been heavily focused on the window, watching the drops hit the glass and race to the bottom, but she was a little surprised when she felt the water hit her instead. “Oh!” Felicity flinched, turning in her seat to find the source, surprised expression easily falling into a smile. “Don’t worry, you’re not the only one umbrella-less. Though I wish you’d have warned me about the incoming shower.” She gestured to the paperback book sat in front of her, a worn copy of Jane Eyre, now splattered with tiny wet patches.

letting out a soft laugh, carrigan dropped her chin, nodding. “my apologies to miss. eyre.” returning her gaze to felicity, the nurse grinned. “and you, of course.” continuing her attempt to dry off, carrigan fluffed her now frizzing curls. “i swear, i’m telling everyone i know to just get me new umbrella’s for christmas - that way i can hand ‘em out like candy when it rains.” there was only a brief pause before carrigan’s eyes grew wide with excitement. “or load ‘em into one of those canon things they use to shoot t-shirts into crowds at sports games.” it was only mildly dangerous, right? “unfortunately, that doesn’t help our girl jane, much but i can offer to get you another coffee? or bagel? muffin? something.”

[crimsoncarrigan]

tate-lacroix·:

With the calling Tate had since pursued with their departure from France, it was a difficult thing not to be recognized by someone who might- outside of their company- be a civilian of the plain nature. That being said, it was in the escort’s best interest to vary the shops in which they visited for their morning indulgence in caffeine- usually a quick espresso before beginning their morning, when the urge did strike, to offer themselves to the public eye, rather than to prepare the drink at home. However, today had been that variety in which they did find themselves in the company of the general population. When one individual entered, too, they were lightly sprayed with an amount of precipitation, which fell from the sky on this gloomy day. They had taken to a likeness for that weather, and found it comforting to be inside the warm coffee shop, with their favorite drink- as far as made by another. In their bright and easy mood, they waved off the concern the other showed. “Ah,” they shrugged, “what is being a little wet, euh?”

chicago wasn’t always kind, which meant it was always a pleasant surprise when carrigan’s perpetual clumsiness was met with kindness. or apathy, at the very least. a wide grin spread across the blonde’s lips, “an inconvenience to most, but i dig the whole zen vibe you’ve got going on about it.” she replied with a short laugh as she finished shaking off at a safe distance. “i’d kill to be able to achieve that level of unphased - you should teach a masterclass.” carrigan was, in all honesty, only half joking. she’d tried a litany of methods to help her chill, but still found herself turned up to eleven a majority of the time. it was exhausting. “but, since the concept of spacial awareness has apparently been lost on me, can i get you anything? it’s the least i can do.”

[michonnegrimes]