Being R3 at Pittsburgh Medical Center and a mom was quite the challenge, more so when your daughter was already 1 and becoming chattier and more energetic by the second. Also, being in the Emergency Department or what was called “The Pitt” by Dr. Robby? Accurate depiction, honestly. It was hellish.

What made your days not so bad was the cocky, kind of mean, horrible bed side manners green eyed lesbian who couldn’t help but flirt with you any chance you got. Despite pushing Trinity away again and again because you had a daughter to take care of and dating wasn’t on your current schedule, she saw it as a challenge and kept trying again and again.

First it was stupid jokes while you were charting, then smiling at you all cute whenever you were in the middle of patching up a patient, then bringing you coffee from your favorite spot that was kind of expensive because of the customizations, to straight up asking you out which really had just happened now.

“So, I would really like to go out with you. You choose the place, I want to do something you like” Trinity mentioned as you two were changing into civil clothes and finally getting rid of the scrubs that had seen too much that day. She was amazing, but dating with a 1-year-old hadn’t been a walk on a flower field.

With a deep sigh and looking up at her, you said it: “Trinity, you’re amazing but I can’t go out with you. I have a daughter who’s 1, her name is Olivia. She comes first above everything and I don’t do casual.” Then, in full Trinity fashion, she said something that made you stare at her like she had grown a second head.

“Oh, thats hot. When can I meet her?” Trinity said with a small smile like it was an answer everyone gave.