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What 48 hours and minimal sleep does to a mf
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CATACLYSM
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Broadly: an event that brings great changesIn which there is unfinished business in the "processing the suicide you witnessed" department
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In the wake of loss, what else is there to do but sleep?
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"If you really want to know, the hot new thing is an app called findr. It's for bougie professionals who like to pretend they're elevated while slobbering all over each other, so entirely your speed."
At that, Robby lost his war with self-control and did flip her off.
Ellis actually laughed. "The vision," she repeated, dark eyes dancing. "findr," she said again, like he might have forgotten. "Go fuck away the raincloud, Robby. For everybody's sake, but mostly mine," she drawled as she sauntered away.
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16 Jun 2026
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Yom Kippur fell on a Thursday, not quite a month after what was arguably the third-worst day of Robby's life.
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“Oh, for the love of – Officer Stopes, you will remove this handcuff. You will do it now. As his supervisor, you have my personal assurance that Dr. Carter will answer any and all questions you might have when he is healthy enough to do so and until then I will take full responsibility for him. And if you do not do these things, I will have your ass, your partner's ass, and your chief's ass in the mayor's office by the end of the day.”
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“You had a heart attack, brother,” Jack informs him.
“I know,” Robby says.
“Don't fucking do that.”
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“Come on, kid,” someone says, rubbing his sternum with bruising fingers. Dennis desperately tries to swat the hands away, the bone already sensitive from the weight of the patient from just moments ago. “Open your eyes, Whitaker, come on. Look at me. Open your eyes.”
He twitches, his limbs flexing in odd and tight angles as he tries to expel the memory of the pain. He tries to speak, not to answer the question but to ask for help, help, anyone, anyone at all, his mom or one his brothers or the youth pastor who gives him bandages when no one is looking, just, God, please, please—
The best Dennis can manage is a deep gurgle from his throat.
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When he gets seriously injured after an altercation with a patient, Dennis is forced to reveal parts of himself he would rather keep hidden.
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