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“I know you mentioned a raincheck,” Santos begins, and then she gets a little lost.
(She has the next words ready.
She’s been practicing them in her head for the last few minutes.
Still, they’re caught in her throat like a sip of water going down the wrong pipe.)
But Garcia is patient.
So unbelievably fucking patient.
"But I don’t—want to be alone,” Santos admits with a slight grimace, trying to sound chill and casual even though this isn’t chill and casual at all. But her voice comes out audibly strained because that was just enough of a lie to make her squeeze her eyes shut and bite her bottom lip way too hard. “I probably shouldn’t be alone tonight,” she corrects with what little air is left in her lungs.
“Okay,” Garcia says, simple and gentle and effortless, and nods toward the passenger side. “Get in.”
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27 Feb 2026
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Let me in, let me in, let me underneath your skin by whatapictureisworth
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
26 Feb 2026
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Yolanda shakes Ellie’s hand and glares at Trinity.
“Right. And—” Yolanda can see the moment Trinity hesitates in how to address her and decides to skip over it entirely “—this is Ellie.” Trinity swallows once—hard—and then lifts her chin, as if daring Yolanda to say anything. “My daughter.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Ellie. I wish I could say I’ve heard a lot about you.”
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Roughly a decade ago, Trinity adopted her dead best friend's infant daughter. She tries to keep that information under wraps, but life has other ideas.
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26 Feb 2026
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After starting off the 2025 season by winning her maiden Grand Slam at the age of 28, Trinity Santos is learning how to handle not only the pressure and expectation that comes with the highest level of success, but also a blooming friendship? rivalry? acquaintance? (Trinity doesn't know what to call it) with World No. 2, Yolanda Garcia.
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24 Feb 2026
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Trinity thinks this is fragile.
She thinks maybe a tiny noise and it all shatters. Most things she touches, she’s come to understand, usually do. They crash and burn. And she watches it burn because she’s guilty. She touched it after all. She chose to touch it knowing exactly the path of destruction that would follow. Because that’s always been the thing about Trinity, she just aches. She wants too much. She wants everything. She’s greedy. She knows she doesn’t deserve good things. Because she’ll fuck it up.
The street lights stream through the curtains of Garcia- Yolanda’s apartment. Fuck. She needs to get a grip. She needs to get the hell out of the bedroom before she wakes Yolanda with her damned spiral.
4:37 AM
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Trinity Santos and Yolanda Garcia have no idea what they’re getting themselves into.
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How does one go from a hook up to a relationship and all the baggage you’ll inevitably carry.
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24 Feb 2026
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Trinity worries her lip between her teeth. It’s worth a try, right?
“Dana—”
Dana doesn’t even look up from her tablet. “No.”
“But—”
“Doctor’s orders.”
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23 Feb 2026