#robinav1tch

[broughtpeace]

@robinav1tch gets a thing

she's not hiding. she's just taking a break. a break that dana never takes while on shift, but regardless she's taking a break. it's even more rare that dana steps into the on call room, but it's her refuge for at least a few minutes. she won't last the full length of her break before she steps back out onto the floor. with the lights intentionally off, dana doesn't have to look at her reflection in the mirror by the door as she wipes under her eyes with a tissue that's seen better days.

when the latch of the door clicks, she startles as has to fight the impulse to look up, the light feeling blinding after the dark she's been sitting in. already she's going to grab her stethoscope and readying herself to walk back out onto the floor, avoiding the eye of the person who's opened the door. "what have we got coming in?" that's what she assumes they're here for. her break over before she has a chance to finish it herself.

[dana3vans]

MICHAEL ROBINAVITCH: TXT. YOU LOOKED BEAUTIFUL TODAY.

[ SMS ; ROBBY. ] think you need your head checked, robinavitch. [ SMS ; ROBBY. ] i looked like i haven't slept a wink in six weeks [ SMS ; ROBBY. ] my hair was frizzy as hell and not one of you traitors let me know it, either. [ SMS ; ROBBY. ] but thanks, i guess. that's sweet. @robinav1tch.

[terr1fy]

robby & genevieve. @robinav1tch.

[leastproblematic]

@robinav1tch & bestie time with becca.

becca kicks her legs idly, lightly, as to not cause any agitation to her stomach, which still hurts. dr. langdon has left for the moment, let her know they are waiting on test results and she's to relax. she doesn't much like the smell of the room or the scratchy hospital gown on her bare shoulders, but she tries to get comfortable.

doctor robby comes by to chat, and it's a great distraction. becca likes him, and not just because she knows mel likes him, too. "mel says you're a great teacher." she watches him, closely, intently. "she's learned all kinds of things from you. i can't remember them all, there's a lot. we call and she tells me all the cool things from work." she smiles at him in that way that scrunches up her nose, repeating mel's often used word. when she talks about medicine, she always gushes about how cool it all is; becca loves when she says that. "she really loves this job. and she loves learning from you."

[shiftchange-moved]

dibs 👉👈

send me a ‘dibs’ if you are ridiculously attached to me as an rp partner

ilu so much you don’t even know 🤭🤭🤭

[clawsextended]

@robinav1tch asked: "Do you always push buttons like this?" (lightly edited to match how he talks lol)

“YES!”

sometimes it bursts out of her. when it does, she feels like an idiot. sometimes it’s… the wrong (right) question. sometimes it pushes a button and that button is the biggest red one. he slams it and he doesn’t realize it. she blinks and the tears screening her eyes finally fall, failing her in the anger she enacts. her violence, her rage bursts at her seams and spills out all the stuffing.

she slams the flat of her fist hard against the wall, hard enough that it crashes through, reddens her roughened knuckles. she keeps that widened, maddened stare on his, like a dare she can no longer succeed in. her body shudders, tremors, shakes.

“YES, I WANT YOU TO HATE ME. IS IT FUCKING WORKING?”

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:)

THIS IS FUCKING CRACKING ME UP TARA @robinav1tch

[dana3vans]

MICHAEL ROBINAVITCH: NURSE. ONE MUSE TAKES CARE OF THE OTHER WHILE THEY'RE SICK.

the flu is the number one thing dana didn't have time for right now. nevermind that she didn't have the money to be taking time off, she was also losing her mind practically disintegrating on her living room sofa. she stared at the television or the wall or the inside of her eyelids, and then it happened over and over, a tedious cycle dana couldn't get away from. and then there was robby - checking on her every time he left the pitt, bringing her medicine, soup, drinks with electrolytes she'd never pick off a shelf. 'you're startin' to irk me, robinavitch. do you know how hard it is t'irk me?' dana lifted the arm she had laid over her eyes, focusing on the man who entered her home with the key she'd given him. she questioned slightly whether that was a mistake, but she grinned in spite of herself. 'what'd you bring me this time, an iv drip?' @robinav1tch.