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Lydia Rae Torres-Robbins. 21. Senior. you think what he did will break you but you will be fine... --NUMB-- but numb and fine are the same.

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sofxrst:

“It is…” Sofia held out the s sound as she pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked the screen. “Eleven-thirty.” She smiled at her sister, and firmly shook her head. “Nope nope, I’m good. I don’t… there’s not any good ones in my head, anyways. The worst you’re gonna get is, like, I dunno something about Ha—” Pausing before she could carry on, Sofia held up a finger. “Not doing that. Not spilling anything. D’you have any secrets you’d like to spill?”

She looked at her sister out of the corner of her eye, a small laugh escaping her. She leaned on the table in front of them. “Sorry, what was that Sof?” Lydia raised her eyebrows, her small smile turning into a smirk as her sister almost spilled a secret right there. “Do you want to expand on that or do you need another drink first?” She shook her head, moving her eyes to her hands in front of her. There was a momentary flinch--a small twitch when she asked about Lydia’s secrets. The blonde didn’t think it was anything too noticeable, but it was there. She bit the inside of her cheek before looking back up. “Nope. I’m sure you’d have a lot more interesting secrets than me.”

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saltypostwitch:

“Well I’m looking forward to whenever I can get this stupid cast off.” she groaned. “At least I’ve been able to get some sketching done but this cast is super annoying.”

Lydia leaned forward, looking over the cast. “Ouch.” She said, pressing her lips together. “That doesn’t look enjoyable.” She tilted her head. “How’d that happen?”

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sofxrst:

“D’you ever think about how useless keeping secrets is? I mean, what’s the benefit? Even if you’re really good at keeping them, when you die that information’s gone, y’know? Like, poof. Gone. Absolutely gone. Now nobody knows it. You might’ve been a good secret keeper, but now the information is literally dead,” Sofia finished with a huff, quickly bringing her glass to her lips and downing all of its’ contents. “Sorry, what’d you ask?”

Lydia squinted at Sofia for a moment. “I asked if you knew what time it was...my phone’s dead.” She tilted her head, almost tempted to laugh as she watched her sister take a drink. “Are you looking to spill some secrets, Sof? Because too many of those,” Lydia nodded towards the glass and smirked... “and you definitely will.” 

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spencerstepanov:

She cleared her throat, trying to ignore the fact that the girl was right on the money. The character she had to play wasn’t really herself. But this had nothing to do with her. “I think a lot of people feel like that throughout their lifetime.” Spencer said honestly, nodding her head. “I think the best advice I can give you is to do what you can to be unappologetically yourself. That is really important in getting the life you deserve.”

Lydia slowly nodding, leaning back. “That’s the hard part, though, isn’t it? Being unapologetic?” She played with the tips of her fingers as she spoke. “When people expect a certain thing from you, it’s hard to let them down.” She sat for a moment before shrugging and offering a light smile. “Sorry. Weird head-space the last couple of days. It’s not your problem, though.”

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spencerstepanov:

“Oh? Anything you need to vent about?” The older blonde questioned, figuring it would be easier to focus on someone else’s issues rather than her own.

Lydia shrugged. “It’s probably just stupid stuff, honestly.” She forced a smile, trying to shrug it off. She leaned forward, her thoughts stirring around in her mind. Without having to worry about someone judging her, Lydia figured she could speak pretty freely. “Do you ever just feel as if...like the person people see you as on the outside isn’t exactly the person that you are?”

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spencerstepanov:

She paused to think through the question and then nodded just a bit. “I think that some company would actually be really nice. Thank you.” Spencer said, shooting a small smile in her direction. “Have uh…have you been having a good day at least?”

She slowly sat down next to the blonde, offering a small smile. “Yeah.I guess it’s good.” Lydia bit her lip, laughing a little to herself. “Guess I was having a bit of a rough time too, but...what else is there but to work through it, right?”

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lincolntr:

Lincoln nodded at Lydia and sat back on the bed, she was right, she was usually always right; but he worried if he had done enough. He worried about how he was going to manage on this boot cast for the next six weeks. “I guess that’s true but how do I take care of a four year old?”

“There’s this new thing,” she said, walking over to sit on the edge of the bed. “Called asking for help. I don’t think it would hurt you to try it.” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before continuing. “How is Brae doing?”

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damagedmontgomery:

“God, no. There is no need to trade me anything,” she said. “You’re doing me a favour, really. I don’t need it, but someone ought to get the prize for my amazing dart throwing,” she said. “So please keep your 58 cents. I insist.” Juliette nodded, looking around as well for a moment before turning back to the blonde. “Yeah, I guess so.”

Lydia smiled lightly, accepting the stuffed animal in her hands. “Well, thank you. I can honestly say that no one has ever won me a stuffed elephant before.” Her hands played with the new object as she looked around the space. “I mean, it’s a little bit janky, sure, but I think it’s nice having something around that is just purely for fun. No stress, no nothing.” 

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drmeverettsloan:

“No, I guess that’s too much to ask for.” He said with a soft laugh. “You know…just trying to get back on track after the ferry accident.” Mark stated with a slight shrug. “Wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to know.”

Lydia nodded. “Yeah, I heard about that. Pretty messy stuff, huh?” She tucked a hair behind her ear, always feeling a little anxious when someone brought up school, as if they would be able to read her face or something. “It’s fine, you know. Nothing really to report.”

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spencerstepanov:

“It’s a rough time of year for me. But I’ll be okay.” Spencer answered, her blue eyes focused on the younger pair. “Thank you for asking though. I appreciate the concern a lot.” Spencer said, tapping her fingers lightly against her leg.

Lydia nodded her head slowly. “I’m sorry...about it being a rough time.” She could have probably just walked away, but something compelled her to hang around. “Yeah, of course. Do you...want some company at least?” Lydia nodded to the space on the bench. “I mean, if you prefer to be alone I completely understand.”

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calliopeitorresmd:

“Of course I do! I’d have made your favorite.  I missed you honey!” “Yeah, who’d have thought Emily being a mother.  Not me. I mean I love her to death but that girl…” she shakes her head with a small chuckle.  “So cute, right?!” 

Lydia nodded. It was a little weird, her sister now being a parent and all. Especially when the two had yet to really reconnect. “Yeah...very cute. It is a little weird, though. Not knowing really anything about her.”

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harriettavery:

“Very much so,” Harriet laughed. Harriet had often found herself in compromising situations across the hospital but she’d usually stopped herself, worrying that her parents had also found themselves in the same situation. Harriet could tell that Lydia was uncomfortable talking about school so she decided to move past the subject, merely nodding as she said that it was just dumb college stuff. “Thanks,” she smiled, “honestly we usually get enough of a break driving around waiting for calls but today has been a bit crazy so a break was needed.”

She slowly nodded. “Yeah, I’m sure it could get pretty hectic. Sorry I crashed your break time.” Lydia lightly smiled, shrugging. “How are things otherwise? You know, outside of work?”

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calliopeitorresmd:

“Upset?” she repeats. “Of course not!” she says, getting up to hug her daughter. “Just surprised.  I would have had something special ready at home if I knew you’d be here today.” How long have you been here? Have you seen your sister’s baby yet?” 

Lydia nodded. “Good.” She said. “Surprised was more of what I was looking for.” She hugged her back for a moment before parting. “You don’t need anything special. I’m happy just to be home.” Lydia slowly nodded, biting her lip. “Yeah, briefly I mean...”

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harriettavery:

Harriet laughed as they spoke about the couch, “hell, half of our generation at this hospital were probably conceived on this couch,” she laughed. She nodded as Lydia listed off the less exciting parts of college, “but it’s also fun and friends and a lot of dating,” she admitted. She rolled her eyes as Lydia said that she was always out saving lives, “I am usually on the go,” she explained, “but right now I am pausing my life saving to have myself a break.”

Lydia shuddered again. “I think that makes it worse.” She chuckled, satisfied that at least she didn’t have to worry about that in her case. Harriett continued on the subject of school, and Lydia chewed at the inside of her cheek. It wasn’t a subject she was really looking to talk about. “Yeah, but...it’s just dumb college stuff. You really don’t want to hear about that.” Her hand moved to tuck another stray hair behind her ear. “I’m sure you deserve it, too. The break. I feel as if I’ve never even seen you take one.” 

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spencerstepanov:

She patted her pocket and let out a breath with a nod. “That is mine. Thank you very much for bringing it to my attention. I appreciate it a lot.” Spencer said, chewing on the inside of her cheek. “I was a bit lost in my mind there, not sure I would have noticed until I had left if you hadn’t pointed it out. You really saved me there.” In more ways than one, considering that that phone was one of the only ways her boss was able to get in contact with her if something were to go wrong.

Lydia nodded her head. “Of course. I know that I would lose a lot if I lost mine, so...” She trailed off, shrugging her shoulders. Lydia lingered for a moment, not sure if it was even a good idea to ask. “I...don’t mean to pry, but...are you alright? You just seemed pretty, um, out of it.”

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drmeverettsloan:

“Hey, no worries. It’s not the first time a Torres-Robbins has disrupted my sleep schedule. And I’m sure that it won’t be the last.” He said, pulling back from the hug. “Things are…as crazy as every around here. But it’s alright. How are you? How’s everything with school?”

“Yeah, sorry...I don’t think it will be.” She chuckled, wrapping a hand around the strap of her bag. “Crazy as ever? Do you have a short version? I always feel so out of the loop when I’m not physically here.” Lydia’s eyes glanced to the side, slightly shrugging her shoulders. “School is...school. You know, boring. You don’t want to hear about that stuff.”

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drrcbbiins:

Hopping around the lounge one legged not exactly her daily schedule but after another gurney accident, she needed to dig her other leg out of where she’d stored it. Just as she was grabbing it, and sitting back on the couch to get it back on,  the door popped open. It wasn’t at the point anymore where she hid the stump, for lack of a better term, from people anymore the didn’t register that it was her daughter that’d walked in. The girl had promised a later flight so that the family could all be together so she didn’t think about the fact that it could be her daughter. Not  even looking up as she strapped it on with practiced hands,  the blonde huffed. “These damn interns don’t know anything about how to watch out for other –” Eyes glanced up  and a bright smile moved onto futures. “Lyds!  It’s not tonight yet. What are you doing here?!”

A small grew across Lydia’s face as she realized her success in tracking down her mother. She shrugged, entering the room and walking toward where Arizona was sitting. “I know, I know. But...I thought I’d surprise you and come back a little early.” She leaned down to hug her mother before taking a seat next to her. “Guess I just missed you too much.” Lydia glanced down before continuing. “Everything alright?”