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7 days ago
Current I'd do it again though, let's not get that confused.
7 days ago
Pentagon fails 7th audit in a row, unable to fully account for $824B budget. And to think years ago I willingly became government property for the DoD... 🤦🏻‍♀️
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14 days ago
What I'm doing may be considered suicide but my kid fell asleep on the ride home and now he's passed out on my bed. Here's to him pulling a 10 hour shift otherwise work is gonna suck for us tomorrow.
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20 days ago
Joined the military, traveled (and more places to go still), finished grad school, married-and subsequently divorced, had a kid... Now all I need is to purchase my own home and my bucket list is done.
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1 mo ago
This virus has deepened my voice. I don't sound like a man, but something like a drag queen.
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Elena Graziano


Elena felt bad for Wallflower. She seemed like such a sweet girl, and she didn't deserve to get knocked down like that. But she supposed that was the life of a parahuman, the ugly side of it anyway.

"Thank you, I appreciate it," she smiled, taking the piece of paper from the girl and tucking it into her bag. But at least things were looking up now, and she had her friend or whomever he was to look after her. The sight of those two together made Elena sad for a moment. She couldn't help but think back to when she was taking care of Jason after he would get himself involved in a fight of some sort. They'd argue about it constantly, with Elena pleading him not to go out as much as he did nor be as active. Deep down, however, she knew she couldn't stop him. She just had to live with it, though that was easier said than done.

Suddenly, Elena was broken out of her trance and absent-mindlessly took the money. "Uh, well...I guess it isn't safe tonight to walk alone. But you have to get her home, no? I don't want to get in the way of that."
Elena Graziano


As soon as the girl woke up, Elena put her stuff aside. She didn't appear to be all there, and kept fighting to get back on her feet again. "Glad you're up, but you need to take it easy for a moment... a head injury is going to leave you disoriented for a bit, so it's best if you remain seated. Don't worry about me, please, I'll be alright." Elena only said that because the area looked deserted. Who knows what may have happened, though it wasn't any of her business to find out. She remained next to the girl as she made her phone call. When she was done and noticed Elena was still on site, Elena couldn't help but feel as if she were being chastised. "Please listen to me, you need to take it easy, I'm sure whomever you called will be here shortly."

And she was right about that. Almost instantly, some guy appeared near them, startling Elena. Despite being practically surrounded by parahumans all her life, the young woman still couldn't get used to some of their abilities. She collected herself, clearing her throat. "No need to thank me, it's my job to help those in need... and the help is extended to those individuals outside of the hospital as well," she added with a smile. "I'm assuming you'll be taking care of her? Please, make sure she gets enough rest tonight; she needs to fully recover before...well, before being active again."

Elena started to gather her stuff and then stopped. "Oh, I almost forgot. My name's Elena," she reached inside her bag for a couple of cards. "This is my contact information. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to reach out to me."

Goodness, I sound like some sort of businesswoman.

She presented two cards, one for the girl and another one for her friend.
Elena Graziano


The hours flew by, at least for Elena. She had worked past her scheduled shift but only because she'd been asked to cover for another nurse. The woman didn't mind, of course. Unless required, the hospital didn't allow overtime, and she had to admit the additional income was nice. Not that she was pressed for money, but she had told herself a long time ago she wouldn't go to her parents for any sort of help, and included in that promise to herself was buying a home. So yes, the extra hours were much appreciated.

"Finally going home, huh?" Angela smiled after suddenly rounding a corner to join Elena who was just entering the elevator. Angela was another nurse in the hospital, an individual who was truly great with her patients. Despite the fact, Elena preferred to steer clear of her. Angela had come on to her a little too strong one evening while a group of them were out drinking. That was some time after Jason had passed, and Elena had to be taken home by one of her friends. She was upset that evening, and upon finding out the mess she'd caused, Angela apologized profusely, but still, the damage had been done. Sure, the two run into each other at work on a regular basis, but that doesn't mean Elena goes out of her way to hang out with her anymore.

"Yep, been a long day." That was a lie. In all honesty, her day was just fine. In fact, she was surprised she wasn't as tired as the other days that week. "Going to go home and sleep like a baby." That was a lie too.

"You said it," Angela sighed, "I have to run by the store first but after that I'm going straight to bed."

"Good idea."

The doors to the elevator opened and both women stepped out. In the lobby, they saw the Chief of Surgery talking to whom they guessed was a patient's relative. They waved and continued outside, Elena eventually turning the opposite direction from the garage.

"Oh, you forgot something?" She inquired.

Crap.

"No. Uh, my car had to go to the shop for a few days."

"That sucks. Do you want a ride?"

"Oh, no it's fine. I actually have to make my own stop a few blocks away and then I'm catching a ride."

"Well that's not too bad. Alright, see ya later."

"Yep, good night." Elena breathed a sigh of relief after turning around. Angela meant well, she knew that, but she didn't have it in her to end their friendship after what had happened. She truly never got over it, but instead of speaking up, Elena told her she had accepted her apology and went on with life. And how could she not? Amongst other things, them two worked in the same hospital and every now and then came across each other. But that was that, Elena was just dealing with the aftermath her own way. She had been truthful in that her car was in the shop. Elena made the walk home the previous day and it had taken her more or less 45 minutes, but she wasn't walking all that fast. Though at the very least she was getting some exercise out of it. She walked without her headphones this time as it was past dark and she didn't like to let her guard down. Elena turned a corner and was walking by an alley which wouldn't have alarmed her all that much except for the body lying unconscious near the entrance.

"Damn... Excuse me miss, can you hear me?" Elena knelt beside the girl and checked for a pulse. Thankfully she had one; the small amount of blood that had pooled around her head a dead giveaway. She unshouldered her bag and reached inside of it for a pair of gloves. Elena would have called the authorities for help but she might as well take care of the parahuman herself. Who knows what kind of trouble she had gotten herself into, and most of the time Elena carried her own personal supplies with her to and from work anyway.

The cut wasn't all that deep. All she had to do was stitch it up and clean around the wound. The procedure itself didn't take long; she had a clip flashlight which made her job extremely easy despite the low lighting. After Elena cut the last of the suture, she inspected her work. The girl should be fine, all she had to do now was wake up. After cleaning up, she tried once more to get a response.

"Hey, come on, you gotta get up," she shook her shoulder slightly, waiting for a response.

@LostButterfly92
My (Russian) boyfriend's family is well off, to include himself. Their jobs are good, but not amazing enough to imo, earn them the kind of money they have. Could they be spies? Sure. Have I jokingly brought this up to him? Yes. Is there a chance I disappear one of these days because of my insatiable curiosity? Absolutely.
Okay, my turn!

Roughly a decade ago, I was working midnights with two other people who were my partners. Anyway, we decided to go explore this tunnel system underneath a school. The lights were on and all, but we had to pull on the edge of the chain link door to get inside. So we're walking, crawling over piles of furniture parts, etc. when we arrive at an intersection. Immediately to our right, there's a cell-like room with a bunk bed, a chair, and some miscellaneous items and it all looks old and abandoned. The place used to be a bunker in case a war broke out, so we weren't the least bit surprised. Was it creepy though? You betcha! So the three of us are standing there, not going inside the cell but peeking in from the hall, when I suddenly hear what I believe was a moan or something from right in front of me. The three of us simultaneously freak out as come to find out, we'd heard the exact same thing but there was no one else there. We ran back as if our lives depended on it. What a night!

Elena Graziano


”So, tell me about this nightmare.”

Elena shifted in her seat. She sighed, looking at her therapist. Yes, she had called Dr. Duran’s office asking to have an additional session outside of their scheduled weekly meets, but she was not expecting him to jump into the topic right away. “It’s Jason, I dreamt about him again.”

”I see. Was it the same dream you’ve been having or something else? I’m guessing it’s the latter given your visit today.”

“Yes, something else. He still dies, you know? But this time… Well, this time, I kill him.”

Dr. Duran got up from behind his desk. He didn’t say a word as he approached Elena, eventually sitting down next to her. “And how exactly did you do that? How did you kill him?”

“I stabbed him. I carry a knife on me for safety and…I killed him. It happened fast, and I’m not sure why I did it, but—"

Suddenly, and without warning, Dr. Duran pushed Elena down on the couch. The sheer weight of his forearm on her neck made the young woman thrash her arms screaming. Or at least she wanted to scream, but couldn't find her voice. Dr. Duran adjusted his weight for a moment and Elena noticed he was pulling out a knife. And not just any knife, but the one she usually carried with her. He held it in front of her for a moment, and her eyes fixated on the weapon. It was getting harder to breathe, and Dr. Duran must have sensed this as he carefully placed the blade against her cheek. Elena froze, the room growing extremely quiet except for her attempts to try to gasp for air. "Don't you worry about a thing, Miss Graziano, I intend on reuniting you with Jason so you can explain to him why you killed him."

Elena's eyes watered.

Dr. Duran swiftly cut her cheek before burying the knife deep into her chest, piercing her heart. Elena screamed, this time loud enough to wake her from her restless sleep. She was covered in sweat, and it took her a few moments to realize she was in her room. The darkness was soothing; it reassured her she was alone and not in Dr. Duran's office.

"What the hell?" She questioned her sanity, wondering why she had had such dream. Maybe it was all the hours she was putting in at the hospital. Jason had been gone for a year, and Dr. Duran had seen her a couple of times after the initial loss of her boyfriend, but that was the end of it. He was rather helpful, not a killer hellbent on some sort of revenge trip. But the young woman didn't pay it much mind since the initial scare had passed. She looked at the time, wondering whether to remain in bed or get up and be productive.
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