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where: LMC (The Pit) who: @wrongtvrns (Bear)

"Well hopefully you enjoyed your visit. We don't get a lot of visiting doctors around here."

Nina smiled as the head nurse led her to the pit. She had asked to see it before she left, and it truly didn't disappoint. Ever since she was a kid she had childishly dreamed of one day standing in the middle of it. Her ambitions of being a doctor at LMC now just a nostalgic memory... but she liked to think she owed this to her younger self.

"Everything you imagined?" Delia asked with a small smile as Nina seemed to lose herself in the chaos of it all.

"And more." She said quietly, turning to her with another polite smile.

"Well you're always welcome here, hun. We could use the hands. We're already a bit short staffed as you can see." Nina looked up at the nurses and doctors running around tending to patients. Her eyes scanned the floor before ice ran through her veins.

"Don't worry, Bear... If you ever get hurt, I'll be there to patch you up."

The memory echoed throughout her person, causing her fingers to twitch as she drank the image of him in. It was him. She was positive that it was him.

"I... If you need it, I can stick around to help." She managed, moving towards him before Delia could reply. "I'll take bed three."

Bear, Bear, Bear...

The thread between them tugged taut as her feet moved towards him like a magnet pulled at her soul. Before she knew it she was in front of him, eyes wide and mouth parted slightly.

"Hi." She breathed out.

A moment passed between them before she moved her eyes away to pick up some gloves.

"I... Hi..."

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WRITER INFORMATION —

Name/alias: Ange

Age: 29

Time zone: EST

Pronouns: She/Her

Triggers: N/A

CHARACTER INFORMATION —

Faceclaim: Ana De Armas

Full name: Nina Aldana

DOB & age: September 4, 34 years old

Zodiac sign: Virgo

Gender & pronouns: Cis-female, She/Her

Occupation: Doctor (Pediatrician)

Neighborhood: Steele

Length of residency: 3 days

3 positive traits: Independent, Compassionate, Selfless

3 negative traits: Stubborn, Proud, Critical

INTRODUCTION —

Trigger warnings: Chronic Illness

- Responsibility. The first time Nina truly understood that word was during her second grade spelling bee. “Can I have the definition please?” She had asked with a wobbly voice into the too-tall mic. She won second place that day because she couldn’t spell it… then she had to pick up her younger sister from pre-k because her parents were too busy at the restaurant. “Responsibility.” She repeated back to her sister as they both sat on the bus going home, Nina vigilantly watching each stop to make sure they got off on the correct one. “R-E-S-P-O…” She enumerated as her sister played with her silver medal. Nina, at the same time, mentally recounted the short list she needed to remind her mother about for groceries. They were out of milk… and toilet paper. “…N-S-I-B-I-L-I-T-Y.” Her baby sister clapped and she smiled. Oh, and her papa needed to pick up his meds from the pharmacy. She’d tell him later. 

- She comes across the word often after that. Her parents crow about how grateful they are to have a responsible and reliable daughter. At 13, she was already running the household while her parents ran their business. It was the least she could do, really. Especially when her mama and papa came home exhausted and bleary-eyed. “We’re so lucky to have you, mija.” Her mother would say, pressing a kiss upon her temple as they all sat around the family table. Nina could only smile. “We’re doing this for you. Someday, when your mama and I are gone, the restaurant will be yours.” Her father said proudly. Nina‘s smile faltered, but she could only nod her head placatingly. She didn’t want to tell them that she had bigger dreams. Dreams that would take care of all of them. 

- At 16, her youngest sister and her mother get into a car crash. Her mother manages to make it out without long lasting injuries… her sister‘s whole leg is shattered. The doctors tell them it’ll be a long and painful journey to a new kind of normal. Her decision to be a doctor solidifies in her brain. 

- Somewhere between age 8 and 17, she falls in love with a boy. His smile is crooked and his laugh is like thunder. Her whole life, she’s had a plan. When she realizes she loves him, she shifts her plan to make sure that he’s a part of it. 

- They break up just before college. She leaves Woodside at 19 to pursue medicine out of state. She stays away as much as possible… You know what they say, when men plan, God laughs. 

- Fast forward a decade and a half. She’s a successful pediatrician in California. She gets to make enough money to keep her parent’s restaurant afloat and then some. Life is moving and more often than not, she goes to bed without the thought of that crooked smile and thunderous laugh. Life isn’t amazing per se, but it was good. She was content. She had made a plan and she followed it... God laughs. 

- She’s 34 when the weight of her responsibility settles on her shoulders. Her eyes are red-rimmed and puffy as she looks out the airplane window above the sparkling lights of the west coast. “R-E-S-P-O…” Her father had passed of a heart attack and her family needed her to come home. Her mother was a wreck. Her sisters had their own problems… and she… “…N-S-I-B-I-L-T-Y.” She clamped her mouth shut as she took in a deep shaky breath. 

- She had to face the music sometime. 

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penned by ange

Nina Aldana - intro, musings, connections

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