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Trinity Santos nosiest bitch on the block. Sussed out that Langdon was stealing drugs and that Whittaker was homeless in less than 15 hours. And she’s a lesbian? Too powerful
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this scene was sooo good its like hey twin what are you doing here
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The Pitt Interview: Taylor Dearden on Mel & Langdon
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and your eyes look like comin' home
commissioned by the lovely jowilsons on ao3 <33
my ko-fi
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"someone here who-- who may not get me but is interested to learn to understand her" (x)
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langdon wants to lose focus and have a consensual workplace relationship so bad (after he deals with the rehab stuff obvi)
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frank langdon knows exactly where home is. it's right next to mel king on the break room floor where he can tell her he needs her.
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the pitt + taylor swift songs mel king - "you're on your own, kid"
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"he's this pompous, who -- why would any of us care? and for some reason he totally cares about Mel, and he totally care's about his patients, in a way that's totally not put on" (x)
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I don't know who said what to who or if they had a secret meeting or if they're just having fun or what, but everyone say THANK YOU to Taylor Dearden and Patrick Ball. I know those cast interviews can technically mean anything, but I sure am hell having fun with all of it.
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JACK ABBOT & SAMIRA MOHAN in The Pitt [8/?] 1x14 — "8:00 PM"
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my favorite Dana duos 💙❤️💚
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i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
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