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Dennis Whitaker had been a qualified Doctor for a little over a year now. Constant trauma cases, constant little shoulder touches from Doctor Robinavitch that should mean absolutely nothing. But to Whitaker? They were everything. What got him through most days. The praises when he got something right made his day's instantly better. Though the day that would change it all was rough, Dennis was tired and he would rather sleep right in the middle of the Pitt emergency room floor then take another step. He thought about getting an uber but he needed his paycheck to last. Especially since he was very overdue on giving Santos her avacados back.
He lazily slung his backpack over his arm, making sure for once he actually still had his ID otherwise he would probably get a lecture off of Dana for loosing it for the umpteenth time. Once he felt it in his pocket he walked out without a second thought. Slightly sad that Trinity was not there, he loved the days they shared a shift purely for the ride back home. Since the day they met he grew a bond between trinity that could only be explained as family. She had given him in a few years what his parents had not in a lifetime. Even if they bickered alot. It was never hateful and he would be forever grateful the bond.
As he walked down the exit and across the slightly frightening road he entered the park out front, his feet hitting the ground softly, pink leaves crunching under his feet while others get kicked astray from their resting place on the ground as he passed by the fountain that hadn't been on in awhile. Not since the summer anyway. On his short path from the hospital a man entered his vicinity, the light from his stupid meta glasses catching his eyes, Dennis took out his airpod in response took be polite though he was slightly annoyed that his music stopped. Hoping the video he was obviously in hadn't picked up the country music he was listening too. Though his past was bad he still liked to be reminded of the farm, after all until he became a med student that was all he had ever known. Country music did do that for him. For the most part. It was the therapy he refused to have.
Though his train of thought was soon broken by the mysterious influencer infront of him started to speak.
"Excuse me sir.." he paused momentarily. "What do you think about your boss?" the man continued.
Dennis looked him right in the eyes, tired and not really thinking before he spoke or about the possible consequences of admitting his biggest secret out loud to an influencer who would most definitely post it on tiktok for everyone in the world to see including his boss. Hopefully not his boss, but likely his boss. Without a second though he leaned down grabbing the mic that was in the other man's hand before speaking.
"Oh I'd fuck him.." Dennis spoke before walking off.
Hoping we would forget about it tomorrow as he continued his walk, deciding he would take the bus about five minutes later before he collapsed on the pavement in sheer exhaustion. He remained exhausted until he walked through his and Santos shared apartment, shouting a very lazy goodnight before crashing into his bed but tomorrow would not grace him, especially when on their day off from the pitt consisted of Santos' morning doomscroll on tiktok.
Of course he was very rudely awakened to her flying through his bedroom door and onto his bed.
"Dennis? is this you?" she spoke before bursting out into a small laugh.
Dennis leaned in, his eyes adjusting to her phone. "what? no.. mabye? when did this happen?" he spoke, bewildered at the fact he would ever do something like that. He was completely and utterly fucked right now and the amount of likes next to his facr concerned him to say the least. Never mind the comments.
"i dont know when did it happen??" Trinity barked back.
Dennis just groaned in return , ushering her to leave his room so he could adjust properly to the morning after being awoken so early. Not knowing while he was looking at the morning light he had just let through his window Trinity had already sent it to the Pittlings groupchat. After he had ruffled his hair, wanting to look semi okay even if it was only to go sit on the couch with Trinity, knowing he was going to wash it later to be ready for his shift tomorrow.
"God, you know how embarrassing that will be if anyone else finds out?" he spoke gently as he sat down onto the couch.
Taking his phone out to check for his morning notifications only to notice Trinity had sent the mans video right into the Pittlings groupchat. His eyes scanning the many texts flooding it.
Pittlings
trinity shared a video
Mel - dennis, why would you let someone post that of you? what if Robby sees it ?
Dennis sighed as he saw the first text, not knowing what to answer to them with. He didn't even know why he did it.
Trin - I cant believe he actually did that, I mean finally but like look at dennis the tiktok sensation along side Dr. J
Javadi - can't believe you did this but honestly I dont think im suprised?
Dennis -
I mean i dont even know what I was doing i was tired okay..?? But I mean I'm not lying atleast?? I dont even think this guy would even take it down if I asked, and then they would all know my tiktok account.