Roxvid + kisses
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Roxvid + kisses
David: Last night I found out Roxanna is a sleep talker.
John: Oh, really?
David: “The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.” Right in my ear. At 3am.
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in the words of Laura Jane Grace (whose lyrics I also borrowed for the title of this fic): “what God* doesn’t give to you**, you’ve got to go and get for yourself”.
(* - or the Holby writers.)
( ** - in this case, good trans rep.)
so have some Roxvid, featuring trans woman Rox aka a headcanon you’re gonna have to pry from my cold dead hands
Henrik: I can’t believe you and Roxanna broke the bed last night.
John: Yeah, it must have been wild.
David: Haha, yeah...
*the previous night*
Roxanna: Bet you can’t jump high enough to touch the ceiling!
David: Try me!
Roxanna to everyone at the Darwin nurses station: This year, I lost my husband David.
David, from inside one of the Darwin theatres: QUIT TELLING EVERYONE I’M DEAD
Roxanna: Sometimes I can still hear his voice.
David: Rox, please keep an eye on John today. He’s gonna say something to the wrong person and get himself punched.
Roxanna: Sure, I’d love to see John get punched!
David: Try again.
Roxanna: I will stop John from getting punched.
David: Correct.
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And here it is, 430 words of Roxanna and David being sappy and super in love.