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r/NoStupidQuestions • 2 weeks ago
u/unholyscalpel
How can I find out the real name of my coworker without it being actually considered a potential crime?
or: Trinity believes Langdon is lying about his name, makes a bet and causes chaos on reddit (again).
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r/AmItheAsshole • 2 months ago
u/avocadoslover123#AITAH for unintentionally screaming at my coworker in the middle of our workplace (full of people we know and we do not know) over a present he gave me?
or: Langdon doesn't read sarcasm well, messes up an online order and Trinity ends up with too many avocados. She gets (slightly) annoyed. And we learn all about it through reddit posts.
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"You A/B tested a pickup line."
"On women I liked. I'm not a monster." Trinity leaned back into the jukebox.
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Or... Everyone carries their soulmate’s first words on their skin. Yolanda has had twenty-two years to prepare for the world’s worst opening line.She is still not prepared for Trinity Santos.
Garsantos Week Day 4: Free Choice (Soulmate)
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- Part 19 of Between Shifts (The Pitt One Shots)
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this ain't mine anymore (i made too much goddamn noise) by internationalkleinblue
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
11 Sep 2026
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"Can you just listen to me?"
"What more do you want to say?"
"God, just–" Garcia reaches over and grabs Trinity's chin. "Do you really hold me to that level?"
Trinity wants to yell. She doesn't get her wish though, because during the minutes before, they have apparently gotten pretty close.
or, garsantos week 2026 day 5 nsfw prompt - break-up sex
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- Part 5 of garsantos week 2026
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She leaned across the table to closely inspect her face. She found strange white hair, her face all wrinkled, her unblinking eyes now mildly milky, and a bony finger that landed between Trinity's eyes to push her back into her seat.
"Drink your tea, I made the effort to brew it for you."
Trinity sighed and obliged, accepting the fate of whatever new concoction Baran inflicted upon her. This was her Baran, unfortunately. The shrubs rustled under a gentle wind.
"This tastes like fucking grass. What the hell, Baran"
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Baran was early and Trinity was late, and that is their story, but their story is not just that.