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bertoltblecht · 18 days ago

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On Call - Four

Characters - Michael "Robby" Robinavitch x OFC , Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, Frank Langdon, Dana Evans, Jack Abbot

Summary - Rose Reilly is a surgical resident specializing in trauma medicine under Drs Robinavitch and Abbot. A series of scenes involving Robby and Rose.

Word count: 2168

Rated: Mature

Tags: Angst, Mutual Trauma, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Tension, Very Light Suicidal Ideation, Sex, Mutual Pining

A/N: The word count on these keeps creeping up! Tumblr and Ao3 are now all caught up. I'm working on Five now, it's even longer than this one alreaaaaaaady. Enjoy!

In spite of how busy the shift had been, the mood on the floor of the Pitt was pretty light. There were two attendings overlapping in schedule for a few hours and things were running almost suspiciously smoothly.

Rose hadn’t noticed the time at all. Earlier on in the day she’d thought about setting an alarm to remind her to stop picking up new cases because she was determined to leave at the correct time tonight. Then there had been a double hip dislocation and her eyes had lit up when Robby asked if she wanted to help him reduce. The sooner they got the joints back in place, the less likely there would be permanent damage.

When her friend Ben approached the nurses station to ask for her, Abbot’s ears perked up. “You’re asking for Dr. Reilly?” His voice sparkled with curiosity. She’d been there over a year, he’d worked hundreds of shifts alongside her, and he didn’t think anyone had ever come by asking for her. At least, no one who wasn’t clearly a patient. But he’d also called her Rosie.

“Yeah, sorry, I forget that she’s a whole doctor.” The man chuckled and shrugged, his hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans. He was a stocky dude and sounded like he was from around Pittsburgh. “Is she around?”

As both men took a glance around for Rose, they found her half-standing on a gurney as she helped adjust sheets around a man’s hips, pulling them up into position and nodding to Dr. Robby. “You got it? You sure?” he asked, giving everything a quick once over.

“Yes, I’ve been doing Pilates, Jessica is going to be so proud of my form.” Rose grinned at him.

“Jesus, what the fuck, how did that even happen?” The muttered expletive made Abbot chuckle and he turned back to introduce himself to the man, whose face was rapidly draining of color. “Jack Abbot, one of the attendings here in the Pitt and a coworker of Dr. Reilly.”

It took a moment for Ben to look away but as soon as Rose nodded to Robby and a resounding set of snap pops echoed, his eyes quickly went back to the older man. “Ben, uh, old friend of Rosie’s, we’re getting drinks and maybe dinner.”

“Old friend? Like college? High school?” Jack asked casually, leaning his chin in his hand. Someone who knew Rose outside the walls of this building. Fascinating.

“Junior high actually, we grew up in the same town, a bit north of here.” Ben said, glancing over again as the other doctor offered Rose a hand to step down. Her eyes caught Ben’s and went wide. “Oh shit,” she muttered under her breath, drawing Robby’s attention.

Ben was watching Rose but Jack was watching his friend who took a series of looks between the two parties and grew stone-faced. Rose didn’t have time to notice the change in demeanor though, as she power walked over to intervene. “Ben, so sorry. I just need ten minutes to get changed and grab my stuff. You don’t need to hang out here though, I can meet you out front.” There was a nervous lift to Dr. Reilly’s voice that Abbot had never heard before.

“Don’t be silly, I have about a thousand questions for someone who knew what you were like as a teenager.” Abbot beamed at his resident who narrowed her eyes at him.

“You don’t get to ask any questions, and he’s not permitted to answer anything.” The overly joking tone and pleasant grin Rose settled on conveyed just an edge of threat.

“Permitted, huh?” Ben’s low laugh did little to hide his casual disdain at needing her permission, but he shrugged and smiled at her. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll just ask him about how you are now while I wait.”

Rose pretended to groan as she signed her last chart and tossed her pen at Abbot. “Don’t betray me.” She struck a serious tone, pointing at him as she headed to the locker room.

Jack caught the projectile pen and turned back to Ben. “Has she always been that violent?” he deadpanned, making both of them chuckle.

For the next ten minutes, standing at his workstation, Robby half-prayed for incoming trauma. He wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but Jack and Rose’s friend weren’t being very quiet. Ben was not in fact asking anything about Dr. Reilly or her work, he and Abbot seemed to be bonding over a shared teenaged past hanging out in the woods.

“Yeah, we used to go out at night by this creek and drink beers and get high. And there was a night that one of her brothers had some magic mushrooms and man, I barely remember, but Rosie just flipped out. I mean she absolutely lost it. She walked six hours through the woods home and didn’t talk for two days.” Ben laughed, shaking his head. “From then on, she didn’t wanna partake anymore obviously so we used to call her Rosie the Owl because she’d just climb a tree and watch and make sure no one got hurt or nothing.” He was still chuckling to himself as the jovial smile on Abbot’s face turned more cordial and he spared a glance over at Robby who had stopped typing somewhat abruptly.

“Woof, you’ve definitely gotta be careful with all that,” Jack lamented, shaking his head and sharing a look with the other attending. Over Ben’s shoulder, Rose emerged from the hall. She had bothered with something more than athleisure wear for no other reason than wanting someone from the Before Times to see her looking well. She certainly looked well, but an abrupt code from the curtain behind her pulled everyone’s attention as Abbot and Robby rushed past them.

“Have a nice date - or sorry - drinks and dinner, Dr. Reilly!” Abbot smirked at her, pulling on a pair of gloves. There wasn’t anyone to notice Robby biting his cheek hard as he pushed away any emotions he might have had about those words hitting his brain - he needed to lock in again.

Heat rushed to Rose’s face and left her wanting to throw something else at the senior attending. Instead, she forced her gaze to Ben and offered a smile. “Let’s get out of here or I’ll get pulled into something and we’ll never leave.”

He took her bag and slung it over his shoulder. “I’m parked out at a meter.”

When he turned to the exit, Dr. Robby was already in the middle of a trache which momentarily captivated both Ben and Rose for deeply different reasons. A noise erupted from Ben indicating he was moments from making a very annoying mess, so Rose pushed him toward the trash by the nurse’s station where he quickly deposited what remained of his lunch. She held in a groan and tapped him awkwardly on the back. Robby handed off the stabilizing patient to another resident as Jack jokingly offered him a fist bump.

Her eyes met Robby’s and she watched his gaze find Ben recovering from puking, his eyes crinkling as he held back a grin. Rose bowed dramatically and waved at both attendings as she ushered her childhood friend out the door.

It was just going to be drinks. If that.

Sitting across from Ben at a high top, her third beer in front of her, Rose found her mind wandering away from the update Ben was giving on his sisters. A wedding coming up… twins… tiny home on his uncle’s farm. She shouldn’t be sitting there wishing she were at work, that was sick. Was it better to think of it as her wanting to be around people who liked her? Knew her? Saw her skills? Robby, sure, but even Abbot, Dana, Frank, Samira. Sometimes she only felt like a person when she was in the Pitt.

“Rosie?” Ben raised an eyebrow at her. Who even knew how long ago his sentence had ended? “Gone again.” He chuckled, rolling his eyes. “I’m going to head out actually. See if I can catch some buddies to watch the end of the hockey game.”

Rose softened her expression into an easy smile. “Sorry, long day. A lot of what you saw before we left.” She apologized but couldn’t be happier he was going to leave. “Have a good night. Send everyone my love, I’ll be home next month for Danny’s wedding and I’ll see ya at that.”

Ben tossed twenty bucks on the table and left the bar with just another nod.

Rose ordered fries.

While waiting for them, her hands itched until she eventually opened her text thread with Robby. It consisted largely of short updates about breaks starting and ending, occasional hand-off notes, group order requests (black coffee, cheese pizza, a turkey on rye with mustard), and a few rare call-out texts.

Rose: you hear about the emergency chest wall stabilization in the ct room today?

With the message typed out, she took a deep breath and shook her head. This was stupid, they didn’t text about work that way. She put her phone away, forcing herself to enjoy the end of her beer and her fries without the temptation.

Later on though, as she sat in bed with the buzz of the beers gone and only a dry headache behind her eyes remaining, Rose opened the thread again and hit send before she could talk herself out of it.

It took a few minutes but the typing dots popped up faster than she was expecting and the reply came back a minute or so later.

Robby: jack mentioned it tonight actually. said you did great work thinking on your feet.

Rose: it was very thrilling it took the cake even in a day that also included reducing both that dude’s hips

Robby: good work on that too i’m sure jessica will be very glad to hear that pilates is working or something to that effect

Rose: she’s going to love that story actually

There had been a rush of surprise and anxiety in spite of himself when Robby saw Rose’s name on his phone while climbing into bed. She was supposed to be otherwise occupied. What could she need? The prickle of anxiety didn’t leave when the text was about work, but he was at least relieved it wasn’t some immediate emergency.

By the third reply, he was just confused. Robby had been very ready for bed after dozing off on the couch, but now he was wide awake. He stared at his phone. That could be the end of the conversation. He could leave it there and not satisfy his curiosity. Maybe she was just looking for some positive feedback after a long day? That wasn’t really Rose though. In spite of himself, Robby caved about ten minutes later.

Robby: thought you were on a date tonight

Rose: so did he

Robby: ouch were you that nice about it to him?

Rose: i tried

Why was he having to pull teeth? She was texting like his fucking dad now.

Rubbing a frustrated hand over his face, Robby groaned alone in the dark. “Fuck it.” He muttered and texted again.

Robby: so why’d you text?

Rose: i don’t know… i’m sorry

He definitely wasn’t half holding his breath as she started typing again.

Rose: i had one of those rare especially cool days and i guess didn’t get to talk about it really

Robby: i imagine he wasn’t up for details after how he reacted to what he saw for himself

Rose: nope he talked through a couple drinks and went on his way

Robby thought back to the story he’d unwittingly overheard her friend tell Jack. The indignant part of him had felt a rush of injustice on behalf of the younger version of Rose in the woods. Ben’s mirthful recollection of the events betrayed a lack of respect for her that made Robby more annoyed than he would like to admit. He had no right to feel anything on her behalf. Especially not about something so stupid and far in the past as a teenaged anecdote and a nickname - who knew how she felt about it now anyway? None of it was any of his damn business.

Robby: i hope you at least got dinner out of it

Rose: giant basket of fries that i did end up paying for myself but what can ya do? can’t bat a thousand for the day

Rose: thx for texting back

Rose: have a good night

Rose: i’ll see you tomorrow

A heavy sigh relaxed his shoulders, and he shook his head as he chuckled to himself.

Robby: goodnite see you tomorrow

Robby plugged his phone in to charge and rolled over onto his pillow. Rose had never been here in this space with him, they never came to his place, but he felt like she was lingering there with him. Just over there in the darkness by the phone.

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#the pitt #the pitt fanfiction #dr robby #dr robby x ofc #on call #writing #Michael Robinavitch #Noah Wyle #doctor robby #Dr. Michael Robinavitch #the pitt hbo #the pitt max #four #Jack abbot #Dr abbot

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malk1ns · 2 months ago

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february 8 @ flyers, 3-2 loss

we managed to skid into the two-week break without anyone else getting hurt in this game yay yippee! let's hope everyone gets healthy now because good grief.

exists in a world where the penguins still had their super bowl party at sid's on sunday the 9th instead of sid flying to montreal for four nations and geno flying to...wherever the fuck he was watching from. let's pretend that the first day of four nations practice was pushed to tuesday.

my honest reaction to the prospect of two full weeks with absolutely no sign of geno at all:

Zhenya has to begrudgingly admit that the visitor’s facilities in Philadelphia aren’t that bad.

They aren’t that good either, nothing compared to some of the newer places—Zhenya’s particularly fond of Seattle—but especially compared to places like Carolina, Philly is perfectly adequate. The locker room isn’t too cramped, the carpet doesn’t stink, the hot water works, and there’s a couch in the lounge that actually faces the TV and can fit more than one grown adult comfortably.

The couch is especially important, because the Penguins stopped requiring its scratches to watch games from the press box a few years ago and Zhenya’s never been back. Given the choice between wearing a suit and having to keep a neutral face while watching his team play without him and getting to kick back in sweatpants and swear as much and as loudly as he’d like, he’s picking the latter every time when he’s injured.

Sid, like the suck-up he is, stuck it out up above the ice for a few games, but pretty soon even he was changing out of his suit the second the cameras were gone for the game and sprawling out over whatever furniture was available, running his mouth at whoever’s stuck out with him about what’s going on in-game.

The season after Zhenya got his second knee surgery was some of the most fun he’d had while out injured, at least while Sid was doing rehab too. They spent a ton of time together, hanging around during each other’s PT times and making side bets on the games.

So, when Sid told him he’d be sitting the last two games before the break, to make sure his arm was back to 100%, Zhenya was excited. Sure, they’d be away instead of at home, but they’d be able to shit-talk the Rangers and Flyers together, and Zhenya wouldn’t have to haunt the bowels of the arenas like a ghost alone. Even better, he’d have a chance to actually spend time with Sid, who’s been acting off for months and annoyingly good at avoiding talking about it.

The Rangers game was a blast. Troy snuck them down some beers from the dad’s suite and Zhenya managed to goad Sid into some truly vicious shit-talking about New York’s entire roster. The win was the perfect cap to the day, and by the time they made it to Philly, Zhenya was ready to pass out in his hotel room with a smile on his face.

Sid was sour on Saturday, though, distracted and frowning at his phone during team breakfast and abandoning Zhenya to face the athletic trainers alone when they head to the arena for morning skate. Zhenya finally tracked him down on the ice, one of the last guys out there like always, shooting pucks at the net all alone viciously hard, with way too much force for someone who’s babying his arm in the hopes of representing his country in less than a week.

Eventually the coaches herded him off the ice. Sid was sullen on the bus back to the hotel.

“One of the caterers canceled,” he finally volunteered as they stepped off the bus and slipped into the hotel lobby. “For tomorrow, the Super Bowl,” he elaborated when Zhenya looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “They emailed me late last night and I’ve been trying to track down a replacement.”

Zhenya sighed loudly. “This why you’re such bitch?” he said, exaggerating his tone to try and eke a smile from Sid. It kind of worked. “Jesus, it’s not so serious, who cares?”

“It’s the wings guy,” Sid said grimly, and Zhenya groaned in empathy. The Pittsburgh Penguins take their chicken wings very seriously. “I think I got a lead, though. I just gotta make one more call and hopefully this gets wrapped up so I can nap.”

They’d knocked on wood at the reception desk, then gone their separate ways.

Sid hadn’t been ready for the early bus, but Zhenya went over anyway, eager to get his PT torture session over with so he could change and relax, and by the time Sid blows into the lounge Zhenya’s installed on the perfectly adequate couch, sucking down a protein shake and flicking through the channels as he waits for puck drop.

“New wings?” he asks, and Sid sneers at him. Zhenya purses his lips and shrugs, tracking Sid through the lounge as he slams open the refrigerator and digs for a snack.

“Other guy didn’t work out,” Sid says through a mouthful of granola as he drops heavily onto the couch. “Keep that on silent, I need to make a call.”

“You’re nap?” Zhenya asks, and Sid shakes his head sharply, jabbing at his phone. That explains a lot.

Sid’s on his phone through most of the first period, putting on his best aw-shucks voice as he tries to convince someone in a fifty-mile radius of Pittsburgh to whip up a couple hundred buffalo wings in under 24 hours. Zhenya half-listens, sending random Instagram reels in the Team Russia group chat and keeping an eye on the game playing out silently on the big screen across the room.

At one point, Sid gets up and paces in tight circles, and Zhenya puts his phone down to watch—Sid on the verge of a hosting-related breakdown is far more interesting than whatever jokes Kirya’s trying to make. Poor kid, he’s been out this season even longer than Zhenya has. Eventually, though, Sid drops his phone into his lap and sighs.

“All good?” Zhenya asks, passing the remote over before Sid can snatch it from his lap.

Sid shrugs. “I found someone,” he says, but he still sounds pissy. “It was pretty far down my list, but the reviews are okay…hopefully it works out.”

“Bummer for not get usual, I’m like best,” Zheya says, stretching his legs forward and cringing when his left knee pops.

“Yeah, well, sorry about the letdown for your last ever Super Bowl party,” Sid mutters, and Zhenya whips his head around. Sid’s staring at the television with a surly look on his face.

The pieces are starting to come together. Sid’s avoidance, his odd caginess when Zhenya tries to talk about summer plans…

Over the summer, Sid and Zhenya talked a lot. Sid had been waffling about his contract extension, first wanting six years, then one, and Zhenya spent a lot of time listening as Sid talked himself into, then out of, and then back into the terms he was going to ask Pat to send to the team.

At some point, he’d tried to lighten the mood with a joke. He doesn’t remember exactly what he said, but it was something like, why not just ask for max term and if he feels like he wants to be done sooner than it expires he can just retire—Zhenya’s thinking of doing the same after this upcoming season, after all.

It hadn’t been serious. He’d thought about it; he’s still thinking about it. But he still doesn’t quite feel ready to be done with the Penguins as a player, so it’s really nothing more than a fancy, an idea he revisits when his knees ache so badly they wake him up in the middle of the night. The comment to Sid was nothing, less than a throwaway.

Sid had gone quiet, and that conversation had ended quickly. Zhenya didn’t hear from Sid for a few days. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time; they’re both busy, and Zhenya loses track of how long it’s been between travel, charity tournaments, and arguing with Anya through their lawyers.

When they got back to Pittsburgh, though, Sid was still acting off. He’s lightened up as the season’s worn on, but Zhenya still catches Sid watching him with a strange intensity sometimes. He clams up when Zhenya asks what’s wrong, neatly avoids all efforts at a serious conversation before Zhenya even realizes he’s changed the subject.

Now, though, it’s making sense.

“Sid,” Zhenya says, reaching out and trying to touch Sid’s shoulder. Sid flinches away from him. “You’re mad I make joke that maybe I retire this year? It’s not serious, like, okay I think about, but I’m still here, you know, I’m still do my best to play.”

“Whatever,” Sid snaps. He’s turning the remote over in his hands, and Zhenya wants to reach over and take it away from him. “I don’t care what you do. Go back to Russia now if you want, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t change anything.”

“Change what?” Zhenya demands, lost. Sid’s getting worked up, angry in a way that Zhenya hasn’t seen since they were much younger and Sid was less in control of his emotions. “Who’s say I go back to Russia? Maybe I move to Miami with Nikita. Maybe I stay in Pittsburgh! Jesus, Sid, what’s your problem?”

Sid snorts, turning to glare at Zhenya. “Come on,” he says, scornful. “Everyone knows you’re going to go back to Russia. You’ll move home and play for Metallurg, and once you’re back in Russia you and Anna will figure it out and get back together, and you’ll stay there until your Hall induction, and by then I won’t—” He snaps his mouth shut.

Zhenya feels like he’s scrambling to keep up with a video game he’s never played before. “Sid, I tell you, Anya and I, like, it’s done for real. We’re figure out how to be friends for Nikita, maybe, but we’re not together. Why you’re say all this? You won’t what?”

Sid presses his mouth into a flat line. His eyes flicker over Zhenya’s face, and he squares his shoulders. For a wild moment, Zhenya wonders if Sid’s going to hit him. “I won’t be able to tell you how I feel about you. I’ll have run out of time,” he says.

His words land like bricks in the quiet room.

“Feel about…” Zhenya knows what Sid means, though, and his entire world tilts on its axis.

The entire twenty years rearrange themselves. Pieces move into place, events take on new meaning.

Sid watches him steadily. Zhenya looks back helplessly. Neither of them say another word.

#sidgeno #hockey rpf #my writing #my fic #24-25 series #this puts the series up over 90k which doesn't...seem right

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adamt101904 · 8 months ago

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Episode 7

The Black Plague had life by the balls. They were both rich and famous, exactly what they wanted. Sebastian had bought himself a fancy house just outside of Pittsburgh. Zee and Isis shared a deluxe apartment in the city. Wolfie D got himself a cabin in the Allegheny mountains. Morgot and Stein kept the loft in Hallowsville, though they had bought the building and made some modifications opening a metal club on the bottom floor.

Viktor and the demon had taken the band to the top. They headlined their own tours selling out stadiums around the world. There albums all went platinum. They won VMAs, Grammy awards, and other alcaldes. They couldn't achieve higher status than they already achieved.

They were getting ready to start their fifth album when the trouble started. Sebastian was living the complete rockstar lifestyle. Partying all night and sleeping all day.

The first recording session was delayed 5 hours as they waited for him to show up. When he finally rolled in he made no apologies he just said "Let's get to it"

This went on for months as he was late everyday he would show up. The rest of the band was getting really frustrated with his behavior.

"How long do we put up with his highness and his bullshit." asked Zee "I mean seriously this is crap"

"He didn't even show up yesterday" chimed in Wolfie D.

"Well speak of the devil" said Stein as Sebastian finally made his appearance.

"You guys ready, I got stuff to do so we need to get to it." said Sebastian.

"We could have started already if someone had shown up on time" said Zee.

Sebastian rolled his eyes and got behind the mic. They started recording and got maybe 20 minutes into it when Sebastian started bitching.

"I think we need to change that whole chorus, it sucks how it's written."

"I wrote it and there's not a damn thing wrong with it" said Zee.

"Chill out tootsie. I'm just saying it needs a little help. I mean I got to sing it and I am not singing shit lyrics." said Sebastian.

"Fuck you Sebastian" said Zee.

"Well someone's touchy" he replied "Look, I fixed it last night, this is how it's going to go now"

"Whatever, let's just get this done" said Zee.

The recording session was tense to say the least. They got about six hours into it and Sebastian had to leave.

"Come on man" said Wolfie D, we are almost done.

"Just chill furboy." said Sebastian "Tomorrow is another day and I got stuff to do"

"Yeah maybe you should try working for once so we can get this done." said Zee.

"Hey kiddos no fighting, the man has stuff he has stuff we can finish it up tomorrow" said Viktor

"My god we are almost done, we could finish today if the asshole would just concentrate on what is fucking important" said Zee

"Fine whatever, let's just get this done" said Sebastian.

They finally finished the recording and Sebastian took off. The band was frustrated, especially Zee. The tour was scheduled to begin in a month. The band separated until the day before.

They got together at the venue the day the tour started., everyone but Sebastian.

"Where the hell is he" said Zee.

The guys and girls stood there as a plain black bus pulled up. From inside the bus emerged Sebastian.

"Let's get inside and get started" said Sebastian as he walked past them and inside the stadium. Once inside they did a sound check.

"I'll be in my dressing room until show time." said Sebastian.

"Well isn't someone special" said Zee

"That is right, don't forget it" Sebastian replied

"I can't believe him" Zee said "I'm getting so sick of him and his holier than thou bullshit."

The show went on as planned. The fans loved it. After they finished Sebastian went back to his dressing room completely ignoring the rest of the band. This went on for months. Zee grew angrier with each show and couldn't wait for the tour to end.

Finally the last show, Zee was happier than she had ever been for a tour to end, they all were. Zee and Isis flew home from Los Angeles right after the show. Wolfie D, Morgot and Stein all took the scenic route on the tour bus. Sebastian stayed in LA to party with his famous friends. Things were going south, and fast.

#creature feature #my panda 🐼#sebastian #the black plague #my writing #rock story

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jaggedwolf · 1 year ago

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pll: original sin 1x05-1x06

Tabby and Imogen :( :( :(

is Millwood worse than Rosewood to live in? Probably. Even Bridget Wu would struggle to have a good time here.

but also Tabby and Imogen road trip! a long one, given that Millwood is near Pittsburgh and Rosewood is near Philadelphia

okay, but even if I take it for granted that Millwood is significantly east of Pittsburgh and Rosewood is significantly west of Philadelphia, the way they say Rosewood and Millwood as if residents of one town would recognize the name of the other is wild to me

anyway, I'm glad they got to enjoy the fancy hotel room given everything else that happens. they are very cute and are my current prediction for most popular ship

"Ezra's Books" enraged me, though. out of all the characters?? they couldn't have it be "Aria's Books", as a friend suggested, or even keep the Rear Window Brew, a reference Tabitha would've dearly loved???

Noa got to have an uncomplicatedly good time at the halloween party :D :D

I, uh, did not expect Tyler to eat it like that. Will people at least notice Tyler is missing, unlike poor Mr Janitor Man, whose death has not been remarked upon at all?

I don't remember anything about Eddie Lamb's characterization to know if it was OOC for him to just hold on to or hand over a visitor log to a couple of teenage girls that showed up out of nowhere

What the fuck is Mouse playing at? I kind of already know, but still, it is stressing me out that she's told nobody about stalking steve

The moms were cruel to Angela, who made such an easy target - so desperate for affection that she offered herself up as the sacrifice, every time

which is such a huge contrast to their daughters, who, sure, have made a few boneheaded moves, but nothing like that

Faran's scoliosis discovery oof, but I assume her mom's accident has more to do with A than with the emotional disturbance of Faran's updated bio

The Vulture recaps like comparing Faran's lack of care for social graces to Hanna's, which I get but also find funny given the difference in their moms.

Actually I keep thinking about Ashley Marin when it comes to Noa's mom too, what with recently having watched the opening OG PLL episodes where Ashley throws herself under the bus to protect Hanna, while here we find out that Noa's mom threw Noa under the bus to protect herself.

#i was wondering if we'd get an ashley marin cameo given the radley but i suppose she would know nothing about the sanitorium era #also this episode randomly dropped that riverdale takes place in the same universe and that is...bonkers #like is old lady betty somewhere in new england about to bite the dust #pll os #pll original sin #pll os watching #jaggedwolf rambles #mine

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kikonyc · 3 months ago

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There’s a rumor that Luigi was in Pittsburgh before appearing in Altoona and getting arrested. If it’s true, that makes it sound really like he was meeting up halfway with someone from his home town. It’s about 3+hrs bus ride from Pittsburgh to Altoona. From Towson to Altoona being a 3hour drive, it could’ve been suggested by either party to meet up in the middle. Why Altoona ? I don’t know. But mmmm…

Theory: Jessica Tisch becomes the NYPD commissioner on 11/25. CEO assassination occurs on 12/4. This is not a coincidence. NYC mayor Eric Adams has been extremely unpopular. Facing indictment and even linked to Diddy investigation. He desperately needs a big resurrection and fix the public’s perception of him . The mayoral election is in 2025.

So I think Jessica Tisch and Eric Adams teamed up to orchestrate a dramatic operation of solving a spectacular assassination of a CEO. With some help of FBI. They need to pin down a potencial guy to frame before they conduct this fake assassination debacle.

There was a missing persons report in San Francisco on 11/18. Luigi Mangione. They lay eyes on this case. They check and find his social media accounts. He travels far. This is useful. He can travel to wherever he wants. FBI contacts the mother to see if she can provide a full face picture of him. Then they hire a few men in the likeness of Luigi. They check in the hostel on UWS in NYC in 11/24.

Brian Thompson is selected to be the assassination victim. He has a criminal record, separated from his family, United health group doesn’t see him as worthy as other CEOs that they control. He might be a CEO , but he’s still a property to toss around. So he is offered up to Eric Adams to be the sacrifice of CEO assassination. It will be sensational. Hired men in the hostel show faces on cctv cameras. The shooter might also be a hired pro. The shooting is successfully done. Men pretending to be the shooter do a relay of escape through the city. Making sure to be caught on surveillance cameras. NYPD plants backpack with Monopoly money in the park two days later.

Mean while, FBI is in contact with Luigi’s mother. Luigi is agnostic vegetarian anti capitalist. Luigi had a fall out with his big capitalist republican/democrat family. He is unwanted. Mother is somehow able to contact Luigi. She is instructed to lure Luigi into a small Pennsylvania town. Altoona is just 3 hours drive from his hometown in Maryland. Luigi shows up in Altoona thinking he’s meeting up with mom. And he gets arrested with all the evidence planted on him. Fake ID with the picture provided by the mother. Gun is brought in from NYC. Manifesto written by someone who knows Luigi has infatuation with Ted Kaczynski book.

Now Eric Adams is so proud, he had to be in the picture at the over the top perp walk of the Assassin. But…

He never expected the public’s support for the “ Killer”. The Unprecedented outpouring support for a murderer. He’s probably pissed the whole spectacle he orchestrated didn’t work in his favor. Now what will he do?

Will he force through with the plan convicting Luigi? If he lets this slide, all his calculation will unravel and he could be in big trouble.

Edit: Luigi is set to inherit millions of dollars from his grand parents. But the catch is, the inheritance must be split between all grand kids including his two sisters and the republican politician Nino Mangione. If Luigi is the outcast due to his beliefs and attitude against family’s life style, they could be up to excluding him in anyway they can. A felony charge will definitely give them the authority to deny Luigi any of the money. They took opportunity in the contact by FBI and sacrificed him to the devil.

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