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Near the tailend of her shift, Garcia finally got a moment to herself after slipping out of the elevator on the eighth floor, and she beelined for a spot near the locker room that she knew to get little foot traffic. The vibration of her pager rivaled the beating of her own heart and only in its absence did she realize how it had soundtracked her day.
She checked her phone: still no birthday wishes. That was to be expected, she reasoned. Most people are busy wrangling their families on this day, so there’s not much room for her to pass their minds. It’s not personal. There were, however, four missed calls from her mother, and a text shortly after:
Te olvidas de tus padres
The message was so classically her mother that she couldn’t help but laugh. No birthday wish or any sort of preamble, just a straight-up guilt trip: You forget about your parents.
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garcia has a birthday shift from hell and needs to fuck about it
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09 Jul 2026
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“ if, perchance, you should grieve at all, let her not perceive it;
and laugh when, within yourself, you could have wept.
— Ovid, Remedia AmorisThe thing about the words we say, even the ones we mean to say, is that we can never really tell how completely they might unravel a life. And for Yolanda Garcia, who has built herself carefully around discipline, distance and the absolute refusal to need anybody at all, it only takes one badly timed sentence for everything to begin coming apart.
aka my take on post series 2 Garsantos and how Yolanda and trinity might come back together again.
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07 Jul 2026
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“I’m sorry they’re shit,” she mutters as she kisses her shoulder. It’s maybe a little too intimate, but Garcia isn’t exactly thinking about that right now, by the looks. Who cares if she pushes the boundaries a little.
“It’s whatever. I knew this would happen.”
“Still shit,” Trinity mutters, nipping at her ear. “If it’s any consolation, you’d beat the Philippines by, like, a million to one.”
“That would be a record,” she mumbles as the Ghanaian keeper finally gets up. If that’s what she took from that statement, she must really be locked in. “England are going to rip us to shreds.”
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Garcia gets really into the Panama v Ghana game, and takes the loss out on Santos.
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- Part 1 of she's blinding, i'm flying
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29 Jun 2026
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trinity switches to nights so it's only a matter of time before she ends up in ellis' bed
or: the brat gets the strap
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15 Jun 2026
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“We both knew what we were getting into when we started seeing each other,” Garcia eventually said. She looked over her shoulder, glancing at Santos. “And we both agreed this was just casual, didn’t we?”
She didn’t know if she was reminding herself or reminding Santos about their arrangement.
“I know we did… just wanted to make sure you didn’t mean–”
“I was tired and tipsy and you made me come not even thirty seconds before that. I wasn’t exactly in the sharpest state of mind,” Garcia cut off, not unkindly. “Let’s not make this a big deal.”
Or: The events leading up to their 4th of July shift; Garcia accidentally lets an "I love you" slip and tries (fails) to be casual about it.
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02 Jun 2026