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eduardo.

Although features softened with her initial request, tension was quick to take over: teeth grinding, brows brought together. How suspicion had drifted towards himself, he wasn’t sure, but the how’s and why’s didn’t matter now. Fingers found themselves wrapped around the younger’s upper arm, Ed closing the space between them for a moment. ❛ Get inside. ❜ The male ordered, voice colder than before.

unlike prior situations, her body stiffs as soon as he touches her. it’s not out of fear, but she is ALERT. his current demeanor is one, she guesses, those who do not get to see the light of day only know----- callous, distant; those who have never gotten to experience how safe his arms can feel. ‘ let go of me. ’ words come out through gritted teeth, and she yanks her arm away from him. lorelai stands her ground, but by barely moving an inch, she silently agrees to---- well, whatever his plan is. all she knows is that she’s not going home without answers.

#what's cookin xD #int ; ed.

eduardo.

He would be lying if he said torturous memories didn’t return with her accusation, but his features did nothing to imply such a realisation. Tongue grazing lower lip and hand rubbed the area affected by Lorelai’s excessive poking. ❛ I ain’t got a clue what you’re talking ‘bout. ❜ The words are cliché and he’s painfully aware of that fact. Though they initiate his attempt to walk away, moving towards the front door: only emphasising on his reluctance to speak with the younger. ❛ Did ya need something, Brooks? ❜

her glares are nothing but a common occurrence by now, but this time, it’s sheer outrage that ineffectively hides behind russet hues; the man has no qualms to lie to her face, and that only fuels her----- rage? she’s not sure exactly what she feels yet, but it’s something akin to ire. ‘ what i need, is for you to be HONEST with me. ’ in an unconscious action, her finger pokes at his chest again if only to stress her words. ‘ how many people died, huh? how many people did you KILL? give me a number. ’

#hey xD #int ; ed.

eduardo.

@lorvlais !!

The past couple of days, he’d laid low. Even as he acted his ordinary self, he avoided any sense of provocation – staying inside for the vast majority of the week. Though, of course, he & Lorelai Brooks were bound to cross paths. Stepping out of his vehicle, he pauses to see the doctor’s car parked not far behind. ❛ Are you stalking me now, doc? ❜

she’s waited ---- IMPATIENTLY SO ---- for what it seems hours, so perhaps his accusation isn’t all that far-fetched. except there is a very valid reason behind her actions; one that has her angry and fearful and looking for answers she’s not sure wants, but needs regardless. she strides foward, and does not stop until her index finger pokes at his chest, emphasizing each word. ‘ what. did. you. do? ’

#its like fate #int ; ed.

LIZA.

❝ i’m really SCARED sometimes. ❞ the honesty of her confession, more importantly, how easily it slipped appears shocking and lips remain parted in awe afterwards. she doesn’t want to be alone and she’s terrified, of putting that burden on other people by making a mistake. it’s a part she’d never admit out loud, one that eats her up as much as she lets it. her eyes wander up, sticking to the level of her boss’ collarbones. ❝ it doesn’t, doesn’t matter how well i do in school. i feel like i can’t connect —- with a lot of people. and i don’t want to disappoint. but i feel like i have to, one day. do you think that, with the job . . have you ever considered having a family? if it can be combined with the job. not that i’m planning it. never really THOUGHT about it. but theoretically. ❞

liza’s confession could have rendered her speechless, had it not been that lorelai figured as much by her mannerisms and way to express herself. still, the timing wasn’t something she could’ve anticipated. before she gives her answer, the surgeon takes a seat in one of the nearby benches, gesturing the ginger to sit next to her. she figures this is the best way---- to have her presence comfort the younger without having to share eye contact or touch, for that matter. ‘ it’s okay to be scared sometimes. the world is... too vast, and we’re not exactly the tallest women around, huh? ’ she jests, but comes back to a more serious voice just as quick. ‘ i was never opposed to the idea of a family, but it was never my priority either. it is doable, though----- having BOTH. what’s important is that whoever you choose to share your life with understands that this isn’t an easy job. it’s exhausting and unpredictable, so you’ll need that unconditional support and understanding. and, you know, as long as TRY, you’re not going to be a disappointment, and that applies to every aspect for you life. ’

#this is oto much #enough #int ; liza.

LIZA.

she listens & eyes widen as she does. lips press together, forming a thin line as a petite girl swallows, quiet nods given as the older confesses. it wasn’t the job that appeared scary, more so the failure —- a desperate fear, one inherited by solitude passed on by her parents. she’s on her tippy-toes as up & down movements fill silence. ❝ thanks. thank you for TELLING me, i mean.❞ for a quick moment, liza builds eye-contact. one that vanishes rather quickly, and forest tones inspect the ground in front of white keds. do you still think about that? feel sorry and all that. some people, people say some feelings never vanish. ❞

lorelai has always been an observer ; not even the most insignificant details went past her, and she knew better than to force liza scalley out of her comfort zone without a warning. the brunette shares a look with the ginger for however long she allows it to happen. after that, well, she settles for letting her eyes wander on its own as she continues, still soft-spoken ‘ i do. that’s what i mean when i say she was my one. it’s the one you think of whenever a new patient walks through the doors, and how you can’t and won’t let that happen again. you remember how you felt when you realized there was nothing left to be done, when you had to call it, when you had to tell their next of kin you did everything you could, but it’s------ it’s not something you ever want to repeat. ’

#i been watchin greys anatomy too much #int ; liza.

EDUARDO.

His pain threshold wasn’t one to be considered low, though of course – the younger’s words were put into consideration. Maybe not externally, though. No, his most prominent emotion wasn’t worry – it was the bemusement directed towards Lorelai Brooks. ❛ Ya holdin’ a grudge, doc ? Can’t be good for ya. Think I already see a’couple wrinkles settin’ in. ❜

lorelai really does not have the patience for this, not for his antics, nor this... game he insists to play. hand on her hip, a manufactured smile settles on her lips. ‘ whoa... wrinkles. how long did you have to think of that one for? ’ it’s a rethoric question, of course. and she doesn’t wait any longer for one that matters more. ‘ so, are you going to let me do my job? or do i call someone who has yet to learn how to tell organs apart? it’s your choice, sutton. ’

#thas what yall deserve hes bein ANNOYIGN #int ; ed.

LIZA.

carefully observing the older, the petite redhead stood in silence. ashamed of talking about what she was passionate about, afraid of the outer world — two feelings that often build a home for liza. no matter how simple the older doctor’s confession was, it seemed to HELP, at least a bit. the younger presented a nod & a smile that faded, boundaries not quite willing enough to offer a handshake. instead, she focused on the second part of the conversation. ❝ y-you don’t have to, to tell. it’s just —- i wanted to know if . . yes, kind of. ❞

‘ i have, ’ the surgeon reveals, and in her voice you can hear a momentary hopelessness that brings her back to memories, though not forgotten, stored somewhere else. she can’t go into the details, or name names, or present a lost case without a fault because those are only hers to know. and if the years wearing a white coat taught her anything, is that no matter how remarkable your skills are, you will lose a patient one day. ‘ second year as an intern. my attendant and i did everything we could, but she was gone before we could catch our breaths again. she was my one. '

#this is getting a lil ekstra #int ; liza.

EDUARDO.

Much like Ed himself, Lori chose the path of provokation. And due to actions made on his own, it was difficult to protest or accuse the other of being childish. He settled for leaning back against paper-like fabric, gaze switching between Lorelai and the, quite frankly, average looking nurse. ❛ Leave my life in somebody else’s hands ? That’s a tough one, Brooks. But, I think I might jus’ survive … No thanks to you, but – survive, nonetheless. ❜

a smirk draws itself onto delicate features; because for a moment, she feels like she has the upper hand. which is not a lot, all things considered---- he must still be in pain, though, and that’s a thought that never leaves her mind, but he’s so maddening he might as well deserve it.

‘ yes, you’ll survive---- still because of me. did you know that we’re a medical school as well? that gives plenty of room for a lot of mistakes: perhaps not lethal ones ---- a shame, obviously----, but most interns don’t know how to put an IV. think of it this way, though! you’ll be a guinea pig for a lot of aspiring doctors. that’s your invaluable contribution to society. ’

#lori wishes he was vera too #lol xD #int ; ed.

LUCIA.

❛ Well, they are the elderly. You could clap your hands too loud and BAM — heart attack! Has that ever happened? Like, in the hospital? ————– Have you like bumped into their bed and they just flatline? ❜

‘ i don’t know about clapping too loud, but there is this one case where a balloon popped by one of this woman’s grandchildren induced a heart attack. and, y’know, years of unhealthy habits, but------- close enough. similarly, there was this one old man that just wouldn’t die. his family grew tired of being called in each time he coded and made it out alive every time. i suppose it’s what happens when “ a month to live ” turns into three years. ’

#lori's big mood #int ; lucia.

LIZA.

❝ i know that. ❞ the younger begins, gaze lowered as slim arms are crossed in front of the petite woman’s chest. ❝ people tell me i’m too young. and they say really mean things —- p-probably still do. and i guess i just believe them. that i’m not good enough. doesn’t matter! ❞ her honesty slips and eyes look up, insecurity reflecting in green tones. ❝ but i still want to do what i do. have you EVER —- sorry. inappropriate. ❞

‘ people will say a lot of things in hopes to see you fail. but there’s nothing better than being successful right in front of their noses, believe me----- i have been where you are, and while it far from a fun time, it toughens your skin. for what is worth, liza, i do believe you’ll achieve great things in life. ’ she confesses, for oftentimes her opinions would never meet the light of day; no guarantees future doctors would let it get into their heads. the next bit confuses a bit. ‘ have i ever---- what? have someone die on my operating table? ’

#well....i think we've ALL killed a mans #int ; liza.

EDUARDO.

Her actions only further his amusement and there is no fighting the chuckle that follows. Cuts & bruises weren’t an issue for the older, nor had they ever been. And the severity of those he’d been caused now weren’t worth the lingering tension between the pair. ❛ Got no faith in me, do we ? C’mon, brooks. LIGHTEN UP ! Is ’a scratch. ❜

she pinches the bridge of her nose and asks whoever’s listening to give her the strength and patience to deal with eduardo sutton. even though lorelai wouldn’t trust his life in anyone’s hands but her own, she considers the possibility of officially switching his medical care to another physician---- after all, tis’ but a scratch.

‘ you just have to outdo yourself each time, don’t you? just when i come close to consider TOLERATING you, you go ahead and cut your own legs off. seeing as you haven’t lost your sense of humor ---- a good sign, all in all ----, you wouldn’t mind if i let a nurse take it from here, would you, mr. sutton? ’

#why is that gif os funny #he looks so goof ther #when did he dye his hair blond #whos that mans drinkin #int ; ed.

❖ oh worm? would u let ed slap that bootie? how hard on a scale of little tap to earthquake?

“ well, i am a firm believer that, whatever you choose to do in life, you better give your utmost performance. ”

#i hate this #he better play that bootie like hes a drummer #grey face

❖ do you wanna FUCK ed

“ i can’t say i haven’t thought about it. ”

#[ thinks about dick in silence meme ]#grey face

LUCIA.

❝ OH MY GOD. Someone might die thinking of me. Like, some geriatric patient will spend his last perverted moments looking at me and think ‘damn, she’s fine!’ and then kick the bucket. —– What does it say about me that I can’t decide if that’s the dream? Specifically morally. ❞

‘ the elderly have died for less. and in more disconcerting situations. i can’t be sure---- you don’t exactly control their impulses, you know? ’

#int ; lucia.

EDUARDO.

dark brows raise; bemusement striking aged features, and laughter erupted from the older. of course he’d expected a reaction. wasn’t everything that left eduardo sutton’s mouth in lorelai’s presence a ploy for just that ? but one in the direction of GENUINE belief hadn’t been it.

❛ you really do think i’m an IDIOT, don’t ya ? ❜

her back straightens, brows knit together and lips part when he laughs. god, of course he did. unable to resist the temptation, lorelai’s back of her hand smacks his shoulder ; it’s barely harmful, and it’s something she’ll regret later.

‘ this is NO laughing matter! you can’t just lie to your doctor! what kind of maniac are you? ’

#the level of unprofessionalism #far too much #int ; ed.

LIZA.

liza lets out a short-lived, melodic chuckle, genuine —- a rare thing since the young redhead has difficulties connecting with those around her. she doesn’t quite understand the term, but the older’s humor is appreciated among a serious topic. ‘’ no, not for . . THAT. ‘’, she repeats with a nod, like a child shyly re-stating the facts to gain sympathy. ‘’ yeah. that was, it was a good explanation. finding a solution to things we don’t quite understand yet is a fascinating thing. and there’s no better thing than constantly trying to, to learn. i don’t, i don’t know. i guess i knew back in elementary school. i like logical thinking and, and the evolution of science. but i’m not so good with people. ‘’

‘ no one said it’d be easy, ’ she states, soft-spoken. ‘ at the end of the day, you have someone’s life in your hands----- someone’s sibling, someone’s parent, someone’s child, someone’s spouse. the person that cares about them the most has entrusted the patient’s life in your hands, and it’s not a minor responsibility. it helps to put yourself in their shoes---- to put yourself in a situation, hope to god, you never find yourself in. ’

#get ya nasty head outta the gutter #ya nasty #this is trash

PIPER.

‘’ it’s just difficult sometimes, i dunno. i worry ‘bout bugging people a lot even when i know i shouldn’. ‘’ she paused before looking up at the elder with a smile in place of the frown, ‘’ — thanks for listenin’, it means a lot. ‘’

‘ little do you know that, this, us talking? brings a sense of normalcy to my day---- a break from all the bleeding and broken bones. it’s a win-win situation, ’ piper’s smile draws one of her own, and she pats the girl’s back in an affectionate manner before responding, ‘ anytime. ’

#int ; piper.

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