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“Heh, sadly my pedestrian status isn’t by choice. My car croaked a few weeks ago and I haven’t found the energy to shop for a new one. I got it used and it lasted me eight years, so can’t cry about it.”
Her chest and cheeks are heating up, which is par for the course. She’s been deliberating asking to be transferred to the night shift for months now, but seeing Abbot for the handful of minutes while they’re switching off is humiliating enough. Even this boring snippet of small talk is activating the hairs on her arms. Her last proper crush was in med school, and the recipient equally problematic. But this will pass, like the rest. Crushes are like stomach bugs. You accept the pain, feel a bit sorry for yourself, and trust your body to handle it.
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22 Jul 2026
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Trinity tilted her head to the side with a curious look at Mel. She did this sometimes when she realized there was some fundamental knowledge about social rules that Mel didn’t have. It happened more often than Mel would’ve liked. “That’s kind of why people flirt, Mel. To figure out if someone likes you back without having to say it outright.”
“Oh.”
Trinity leaned closer to Mel with a mischievous grin. “Is there someone you’d like to test the waters with?”
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OR: Mel decides to try flirting with Frank.
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19 Jul 2026
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jack lets her walkout and immediately regrets it. when he find her again, she has a surprise for him.
unplanned pregnancy mohabbot fic.
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16 Jul 2026
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Dr. Abbot and Dr. Mohan try another risky procedure together to save a life. This time it's Dr. Robby's.
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The one where they take ecstacy. You know. Medicinally.
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16 Jul 2026
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This was not the face of a bad morning.
Something, or someone, had completely smothered Mel's spark.
All of Frank’s priorities reshuffled in an instant. Everyone in this hospital was an idiot if they didn't realize how great of a doctor she was, and how vital it was to keep her from burning out.
Frank attempted a smile. He waved, bracelet rustling on his wrist, feet glued to his spot across the room.
Mel removed a hand from her pocket to wave back at him, cocking her head to the side and squinting, as if he was a mirage in the desert.
No broad smile, and certainly not an ecstatic “You're here!” like last time, something he'd secretly craved. But it was something. Acknowledgement that she didn't hate him, at least.
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16 Jul 2026