#incorrect aaron glassman

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Lim; “don’t you dare.”

Glassman: “I just think it would do you well-“

Lim: *Glares*

Andrews: *Sitting on the floor eating a croissant*

Villanueva: *watching from the nurses station*

Reznick: *Recording*

Park: *Making a bet*

Melendez: *Praying for Glassman*

[beanzykin]

Audrey: today Morgan and Alex were throwing pencils at eachother...

Audrey: so I told them to be more mature.

Claire: then Morgan yelled 'TAXES' and punched Alex in the face...

Glassy:

[snekjoemrcookie]

Shaun: What happens when you die?

Dr. Glassman: Well Shaun, you go to heaven and-

Shaun: No, I mean do I get your stuff?

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Lea: Back off, grandp.

Glassman: That’s not an insult, okay? Grandpas are the backbone of this country.

[pananni]

Glassman: Go talk to someone!

Shaun: I can’t. I might die.

[beanzykin]

Shaun: We're gonna watch a movie, wanna join?

Aaron: I really don't, but have fun...

Lea, from the couch: Woo!

[snekjoemrcookie]

Dr Glassman: I’ve made a decision regarding your future as a surgical resident.

Morgan: I realise you’ve made a decision.

Morgan: But given that it’s a stupid-ass decision, I’ve elected to ignore it.

[snekjoemrcookie]

Claire: What even is French?

Melendez: It’s Spanish, but spoken in cursive.

Glassman: You got 11 letters, you pronounce 4 of them.

Morgan: Latin, but make it fashion.

Park: Learn Spanish. Then learn Italian. Subtract the Spanish from the Italian, and you’re left with French.

Audrey: Cover the second half of the word, squint, and pronounce the vowels that you see.

Lea: Gargling, but with air.

[beanzykin]

Bullshit

A Breznick Fanfiction

Warnings: Strong language (very unlike me, I know) Season three spoilers

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"YOU DON'T FUCKING TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" Claire screamed at Morgan as they stomped into the locker room. "I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO, CLAIRE. WHAT I'M SAYING IS THAT WHAT YOU DID WAS STUPID," Morgan slammed the locker shut with such force it shook the room.

"It wasn't your God damn fault that they died," Her compassionate side was something nobody ever saw, but she was willing to show Claire. She was willing to show Claire every side of her in return for trust. "You're just telling me the same thing I told Shaun," Dr. Browne snarled. Gosh, it was weird watching their personalities swap.

"I'M NOT TELLING YOU THE SAME THING YOU TOLD SHAUN." Morgan's hands were out in Claire's face, their tight grip that would've triggered her arthritis being drowned from the emotions Reznick felt. "IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT THAT NEIL DIED. IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT THAT YOUR MOTHER DIED. AND I KNOW YOU KNOW IT, Claire… I know you think it's true but it's not," The tears that prickled at the sides of both of their eyes dared to fall. Don't show that you love her, Don't show that you love her. 

"BUT IT IS! I SHOULD'VE THROWN THE BOTTLE OUT WITH THE REST-" Claire rose from the bench. "HOW IN HELL WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO KNOW?"

"BECAUSE SHE'S MY MOTHER AND SHE'S INSANE!" Hot, unwelcomed tears pooled like crazy at the mention of that night. Memories of the ashes and the blood, how she will never look at that same wine again. 

"Leave. Get your shit and leave." Morgan narrowed her eyes at the bitchy girl's command. "I'm not leaving and neither are you. Not until you realize that it wasn't your fault!" Claire threw herself back onto the bench. "YEAH WELL, IT WON'T MATTER BECAUSE THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN! I'm never going to live down on either of those deaths," Morgan sighed, "I'm not asking you to,"

"WELL, THEN WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT? BECAUSE IT WON'T CHANGE. NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY–HOW HARD I TRY–EVERYDAY I WILL WAKE UP AND THINK ABOUT THE DEATHS OF EVERY PATIENT HERE, EVERY MOTHER OR FATHER, EVERY CHILD, SISTER, BROTHER… Every Doctor," Both of their hearts ached.

"What makes you think I don't either? What about Audrey, or Park? WE ALL KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOSE SOMEONE, CLAIRE." Now it was her turn to cry. "I THREW MY CAREER OUT THE DAMN WINDOW to GIVE SOMEONE THEIR LIFE BACK! You don't think that's hard?" 

"You don't think finally opening up again than losing another person is hard?" She was referring to Melendez… God, how Morgan hated how she talked about him. "YOU DON'T SEE ME SAYING IT'S NOT! IT IS. IT FUCKING IS. BUT OTHER PEOPLE HAVE LOST JUST AS MUCH AS YOU HAVE!" 

Reznick hated everything about Claire in this one moment. Everything she would fantasize about, she now dreaded. Her love shattered almost as fast as it was perceived. "Claire, you need help. There are people to help you, I'll help you." 

She rolled her eyes at what she made out to be Morgan's "act". " I DON'T NEED HELP, AND I DON'T NEED IT FROM YOU!" Claire stormed out of the room just like how they came in, except only this time, Morgan was left in the seating area. Face of makeup now smeared and messy from the anguish. 

It was bullshit. Bullshit that she ever wanted to kiss her all day and night. Bullshit that she even let herself love another again. BULLSHIT BECAUSE SHE UNDERSTOOD, she just couldn't say anything.  

[beanzykin]

I love you, too

Request: Can you write an OS where Meledez survived and he and Claire get together

A/N: Of course! Sorry this took so long, I had multiple drafts for this idea… Keep in mind I know almost nothing about medical emergencies and this is probably all incorrect.

This request was entered through my Wattpad account

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Claire wasn’t ready to say goodbye… After finally getting comfortable enough to talk about her problems to her therapist, this would be a whole other problem. He couldn’t leave now, there was too much she wanted to tell him. So much she wanted to do with him.

“I already told you the risks of what could happen to Melendez and that’s only if the surgery is a success,” Glassman’s words shot through her mind for the thousandth time this hour, there has to be a way for him to live.

The numbers were terrible, there was no change to that. Tube-fed, a diabetic with an ostomy bag, and waiting for a liver transplant. But that didn’t matter to Claire. All she wanted was to go out with him, have him take the chance to survive. She’d take care of him no matter what.

He agreed to the surgery, and Browne has never been so relieved yet scared at the same time. She couldn’t get her hopes up with the Trauma Whipple but she couldn’t give up on every and all hope. This was a huge surgery and knowing she was doing it on the love of her life hurt… But she wasn’t to give up.

God forbid Claire admit it, but it was a miracle. It truly was.

After some time, it seemed the internal bleeding was starting to go away on its own. Now, Dr. Browne wouldn’t be all so surprised if this certain injury wasn’t so severe. But it was. So, the fact that Neil survived that 1 in 100 chance surgery and barely any of the risks mentioned by Aaron had affected him, was only pure luck.

Of course, it took months for him to get in such shape in order to leave the hospital -not to mention, the constant protests of Claire, Audrey and Alex whenever he tried to help out with work- and finally get that first, real date with Claire Browne. 

The only thing Melendez didn’t mind, was Claire’s presence between lunch breaks and visiting hours. He could hear Morgan outside in the hall talking about how sappy and sweet it was to bring him food from the cafeteria every day. The disgust in her voice was something Claire complained about once she got Reznick off her back. 

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“You saved me…” Claire snuggled into Neil’s side on the hospital bed. Only so much time till he was discharged from the hospital only to come back and help other people. “And you saved me,” He looked down to the brunette doctor that abandoned her salad. 

After minutes of silence and small sniffles of realization, Claire admitted something she only recently found the courage to say. 

“I love you.” She looked into his brown eyes, scared of rejection even though she knew full well that he felt the same. He didn’t need to tell her, but it was necessary. 

“I love you, too.”

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Lim: I’ve heard stories about Melendez.

Glassman: Only half of them are true. Trick is, figuring out which half.

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Aaron: Tomorrow is garbage day.

Lea: Wow, can't believe they have a whole day dedicated to you.

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Glassman: It’s okay.

Shaun: No! You can’t just say things are okay and then they are okay!

Glassman: It’s okay, that’s how you avoid problems.

Shaun: No!

Glassman: You just say that’s alright and move on with your day.

Shaun: No!

Glassman: I didn’t pay taxes in 2016, that’s alright, time to move on.

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Shaun: I sort of did something and I want your advice, but I don't want any judgment or criticism.

Aaron: And you're coming to me for help?

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Shaun: Oh my God, I did it!

Glassman: Yes you did!

Shaun: I can do anything!

Glassman: Yes you can!

Shaun: I’m getting a motorcycle!

Glassman: You absolutely are not!

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Lea: Am I right, Glassy?

Aaron: I'm almost certain you're not, but to be fair, I wasn't listening.