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“So, what’s your plan?” Garcia took another pull on her beer.
“My plan?” Trinity was pretty sure eating a burger didn’t require a plan.
“The flooded apartment. You do have a plan, don’t you?” Garcia asked.
“Uh, yeah. Of course.” Trinity started peeling the label off of her beer bottle. “Of course, I have a plan.” She shrugged. Garcia didn’t need to know that the plan didn’t extend past going back to her car and then, well, she didn’t know.
Garcia looked at her for a long moment before she blinked and took a sip of her beer. “You’re lying.”
“What?” Trinity recoiled. How could Garcia possibly know that?
“I’m going to buy you dinner. We’re going to walk back to the hospital. I’m going to leave you at your car, and then what? What’s the plan after that? Where are you sleeping tonight?”
A pipe bursts in Trinity's apartment. Does she tell anyone? Of course not. Garcia rescues her, but Trinity's trauma makes that difficult.
Also, there was only one bed.