#ft. tess

[tyrwhittandtaste]

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Sissy was so excited to spend the day with me before we both headed off to our respective night owl jobs. (She didn’t pick up the bill once)

[gcnetics]

who: adelaide & tess | @pinkauras where: the attending locker room

the locker room is quiet in the way only the end of a day like this can make it—not peaceful, exactly, but drained, the kind of quiet that comes after hours of shouting over chaos, after blood and saline and the relentless beeping of monitors. adelaide sits on the bench in front of her locker, elbows on her knees, scrubs wrinkled and streaked in places she hasn’t bothered to check. her hair is still pulled back in the same tight knot she’d shoved it into that morning, and she isn't sure if her legs will work properly once she stands. today has been brutal. large scale disasters always are: too many patients, too few hands, injuries stacked on top of injuries. but it's the quiet moments that stick with her: a teenager clutching their sibling’s hand while they both waited for surgery, the desperate tightness in a father’s voice when he asked if she was sure his wife was stable. she barely registers tess walking in until the sound of the locker door two down clangs open. of course she's still here. adelaide had caught glimpses of her in between cases all day. she had been a blur of precise movements, calm orders, and the rare hard edge in her voice when someone hesitated. if adelaide’s shift had been a marathon, tess’s had been a gauntlet. “you look like hell,” adelaide says without looking over, her voice rough from too many hours in the or. it isn't an insult—more a statement of fact, maybe even a backhanded acknowledgment of solidarity. she rubs a hand over her face and lets out a breath. “i’m pretty sure i’m going to dream about suctioning out seawater for the rest of my life.” finally, she glances over. “you eat anything since this morning?” she asks, tone more pointed than casual. “because if the answer’s no, i’m dragging you somewhere that serves something with actual protein. and no—” she holds up a hand, cutting off any protest before it can form “—coffee doesn’t count.”

[lovesickgyu]

Happy new year james🥰

happy new year tessa!!!!!!! hope you have a great one!!!!!!

[lovesickgyu]

Happy holidays james❤❤

thank you tess!!! same to you!! wishing you a warm winter!!!

[gabrielmueller-blog]

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