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ENG/SPA - THE PITT OC
Joined January 2026
york voight , medical illustrator | oc for the pitt verse , open to multiverse & canon . | multiship . minors dni | muse & mun are 21+. eng/spa. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT - mentions of violence, injury, depression, self-harm & emotional distress + the usual.
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( he sighs deeply, taking a seat before leaving his stuff to the side. a yawn, small, covered by his mouth. )
( eyebrow raised. silence is * never a good thing. but it gave him the answer to his questions. ) sit down. im going to go grab you a granola bar and a bottle of water.
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( pure silence. he hasn't eaten a thing in 3 days. )
you said that you fainted. which doesnβt sound like nothing to me. have you been eating properly ? staying hydrated ? all of that is very important to do while on the job.
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I'm sure, it's nothing.
jesus christ, are you sure that youβre okay ? maybe we should have a quick look at youβ just in case !
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he stares at the sticker as she leaves, holding it to his chest. it's definitely going on the iPad, where else!? "thank you. . ."
β Of course I can. Iβll make as much time for you as I possibly can, okay? I need to check on a patient real quick but, Iβll be back before you know it. β [ Keegan stands, tugging a dinosaur sticker from her pocket to hand to him. ] β Here. β
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". . . can you come back before I go?" he sighs. his eyes finding her eventually. "I just wanna- I wanna hang out."
β Alright. β [ She echoes. Keegan feels something warm blossoming in her chest, pleased with the acceptance of friendship. Itβs a victory, definitely. ] β Cool, I uhm-β¦ Iβll leave you to get some more rest. β
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". . . okay- yeah. alright." he nods a few times, dozing off yet not falling asleep, not fully.
[ She pauses, her brows furrowing a tad before smiling. ] β Iβd like to think we are, if thatβs okay. β [ A little nod, folding her hands neatly in her lap. ]
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". . . are we friends ?" he had to interrupt her, there was no other way he could say such thing organically. "I just- thought and-. . . yeah."
β Itβs my job. I do what Iβm good at. β [ A little shrug, smiling at him reassuringly before she speaks again. ] β You can stay here as long as you need to. Is there anything else I can get you? β
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he looks away, then around him. nods slowly. he had to admit it was a pretty good nap. "thank you for helping me. . ."
β Oh! You didnβt, I was more worried about you than anything. β [ Turning her attention towards him, tipping her head a tad to the side. ] β Are you feeling any better? β
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for the first time in a long life of fear, the presence of the woman there did not startle york. "hi. . . sorry if I scared you." he whispers, bashful.
[ Keegan is simplyβ¦ there. She isnβt staring at him, not at all. Sheβs making sure that heβs okay, that heβs able to rest easy and no one disturbs him. ] [ In fact, sheβs trying to quietly catch up on putting in some medication orders while sheβs here. ]
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he's never slept this good. . . ever, in his entire freaking life. regardless of having time to do so. he was always too tense, too scared. eventually york lets out a deep sigh, opening his eyes very slowly.
[ Itβs maybe half an hour later when Keegan comes in to check on him. Finding him asleep causes the tension to leave her shoulders and she draws in a breath, rubbing her arm. ] [ Okay, okay this was goodβ¦ sheβs still incredibly worried, though. ]
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after crying for what seemed like an eternity for him but were only thirty minutes, york finally relaxes. so much he just goes into a trance so good it makes him fall asleep. like a baby. he's incredibly comfortable and finds the weight soothing.
β Okay. β [ Thereβs no arguing, no pushing. She simply steps out. Immediately, sheβs swept in to help with another patient. ] [ But sheβll check on him when she can, it might be an hour and some but she will. ]
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"please do, please. . ." he's still far from riding this wave. in fact, he's drowning and feels himself sort of fading in a way.
β I-β¦ of course, I can leave if you need me to. β [ She turns, her back now towards him and near the door with her fingers grasping the handle. Keegan will go if thatβs what he needs. ]
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he just tried to contain himself. york is so used to crying all alone that doing it in front of someone is extremely hard, so much simply looks a mess, containing his breath and shuddering. ". . . look away, please." he whispers, begging.
β Of course, hun. Iβll be right back, okay? I promise. β [ She shuts the lights off on her way out, hurrying to her desk to grab one of the blankets from beneath it. ] [ She comes back moments later, helping to drape it over him. Keegan isnβt judgmental in the +
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he lies down, holding onto the stuffed animal, tears already rolling down his face and a whimper comes out. "i need the. . . blanket, please. and lights off." he's crying by now. deeply embarrassed.
β I-β¦ yes, we have weighted stuffed animals, Iβll find one for you. β [ Hurrying to find one in the cabinets nearby, a rabbit that she hands to him. ] β Lay down, Iβll get you settled in, okay? I can even get you a weighted blanket if you need it. Anything. β
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"just. . . do you have anything. . . heavy ?" he begins to hyperventilate, his face blushing and his eyes filled with tears. it happened so suddenly and he hates it. that feeling of impending doom, of fear. "please. . . I need something in my chest- I-. . ."
β Of course. β [ She holds his hand with such a gentleness that itβs as if sheβs cradling a fragile bird between her fingers. Her steps bring them out of the break room and to the stairs where she takes him one floor up to Pedes. ] [ There, she finds him an open +
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the sudden sound almost made the young artist dizzy. he took a deep breath before, of course, closing his sketchbook. "I- wh- yes. I draw to document, what I do it's used to. . . study. it's registered as study material later on when- *if published."
β β (* though he was meant to be teaching his students, dennis couldn't help but glance over at @BL00DONPAPER. he'd seen the other sketching during a procedure and just had to ask.) what were you doing earlier? i mean, drawing but. ah, do you *πΈπ°π³π¬ at the hospital? β β β
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". . . please." he doesn't say anything else, just breathes heavier, grabbing her hand with his own, shaky and fragile.
β Can-β¦ can I get you anything? We seem to always have somewhat of a free room in Pedes. You can lie down for a bit if youβd like? β [ Wringing her hands a tad. Sheβs getting somewhere with him and sheβs not going to let that go to waste. ]
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the question flies away in the air. he finally snaps and admits it, shaking his head. he feels awful. always does, always have.
[ Keegan doesnβt push any longer, she takes the few he had not eaten and saves them for last. After she finishes, her eyes drift over him again. ] β Areβ¦ you okay? β
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