treeinthepond
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“Frank,” Mel’s voice is careful when she speaks again, sounding a bit heartbroken but entirely serious, “I need you to do it, if you are. Because if all of this blows up, I’m the one who has to leave. You understand that, right?”
He has a sneaking suspicion, one that he's been harboring for a while now, that he may know why she left her first residency, and it had everything to do with the third reason she gave all those months ago.
The people weren’t the greatest, she'd said.
or, the road to getting it right
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i hate accidents (except when we went from friends to this) by treeinthepond for swiftst, soulmateism
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
19 Dec 2025
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Now, as the elevator pings its arrival at the roof level, it all suddenly makes sense.
A kiss with her best friend in the rain, just like the hint she’d given him this morning. The same one he hadn’t clocked for what it was until now.
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whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same by treeinthepond for coffeealwayshelps
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
13 Dec 2025
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She doesn’t need to see who those hands belong to; who had come to her aid so instinctively, seeking her out in a crowd full of people and appearing out of nowhere.
Frank, who always seemed to be coming to her rescue whenever she needed it most.
or, Mel can't ice skate and Frank is something of a pro.
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And all of this, somehow, had resulted in loosening Mel’s lips enough to answer the question Becca posed on their seventh round of some sort of mix of truth-or-dare meets never-have-I-ever using an empty beer bottle as the spinner with, “Yes, I have thought about what it would be like to bite Frank Langdon, specifically his right bicep, on more than one occasion.”
That’s not even the worst part of it all, actually.
No one had caught the sorry, I didn’t quite get that over the sound of their mixed laughs. No one had heard the ring of the dull dial tone after Siri announced that she was calling Frank Smiley Face Emoji Langdon.
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It was November ― the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.
― L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
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or, mel & frank through the month of november, in various different universes and timelines