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    “Heh, sadly my pedestrian status isn’t by choice. My car croaked a few weeks ago and I haven’t found the energy to shop for a new one. I got it used and it lasted me eight years, so can’t cry about it.”

    Her chest and cheeks are heating up, which is par for the course. She’s been deliberating asking to be transferred to the night shift for months now, but seeing Abbot for the handful of minutes while they’re switching off is humiliating enough. Even this boring snippet of small talk is activating the hairs on her arms. Her last proper crush was in med school, and the recipient equally problematic. But this will pass, like the rest. Crushes are like stomach bugs. You accept the pain, feel a bit sorry for yourself, and trust your body to handle it.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    "I think there's something wrong with me." It's a whisper dragged from Samira's lips, from the very depth of her.

    "I think I might be a bad person." Chokes on it, on the pain, on the terrible truth, the indictment of her soul, of her morality, of her humanity. The evidence - plain and simple - that Samira Mohan was rotten to the core.

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    or, The Evolution of Samira Mohan in three acts.

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    07 Jun 2026

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    A loud buzzing sounds between her ears. It drowns out the ED, the commentary of the other nurses as Ahmad hits play on a video cued up from a local news’ YouTube channel that reads HOSTAGE SITUATION AT PITTSBURGH BANK in the lower chyron.

    The video shows a shaky camera zoomed way far in as, yeah, that’s definitely Jack, walking toward the front doors of a Philly First National branch with his hands held up in surrender.

    Or—

    Jack’s TEMS shift goes awry, and all Samira can do is wait.

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    06 Jun 2026

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    “And listen,” he continues, and she can watch the part of his brain prone to nervous rambling switch on. “I know the popular opinion is against my general sanity but—I swear to god, I wanna marry you Samira Mohan. And you can say no, and I’m still gonna spend the rest of my life in love with you.”

    “Until your other leg falls off,” she repeats, a little distantly.

    Jack nods solemnly. “The chance is slim but never zero.”

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    Samira Mohan does not cope gracefully with having to wait months for her board exam results. Jack Abbot decides to distract her.

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    11 May 2026

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    Samira may be speedrunning the whole trying-to-get-a-life thing that Cassie had suggested to her.

    But she’s been feeling desperate, grasping, wanting to sink her hands into everything, try everything.

    She’s been saying yes, and yes, and yes to everything that comes her way.

    Samira’s always been a bit of an overachiever, after all.

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    Beach fic.

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    13 May 2026

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