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“Is it weird—” Trinity’s voice is loud. Obtrusive. She hates it, hates how awkward this feels, “—that I call you Garcia in bed?” As much as she can, Garcia shrugs. “I don’t think so.” Her fingers sift through the cereal, dry clinks echoing in their wake. “It’s not like this is serious or anything. Just…” she trails off, then shrugs again. Colors bleed together, water flows, and excitement melts into exhaustion. “Right,” Trinity says. She manages a forced laugh. “Right, of course.” OR: The one in which working in an ER is exhausting and so, too, is figuring out where one stands with their lets keep it casual hookup. But life keeps churning, lives keep slipping away, and Trinity really needs to know if she's actually straight-passing or if everyone around her just has a horrible gaydar.

Fics like Even as the days pass, we remain. Still, we remain.

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