#incorrect chicago med

[kitweewoos]

Will : Do you know how I broke up with Crockett so I could start dating Connor again?

Jay: Absolutely, that was really hard for you.

Will: Yeah. That actually never happened.

Jay: What do you mean?

Will: I'm still dating Crockett.

Jay : What do you mean?

Will : I'm dating both of them and neither one of them knows it and I feel terrible about it.

Jay : But Crockett is gone.

Will : He's...

Jay : What do you mean?

Will : He's not gone.

Jay : So you broke up with Connor...

Will : I didn't break up with either one of them.

Jay : What do you mean?

Will : You process this however you need to process this. If you want me to keep talking...

Jay : Which one are you dating?

Will : Both.

Jay : Are you dating Connor?

Will : I'm dating Connor.

Jay : Are you dating Crockett?

Will : Yes.

Jay : How do you do that?

Will : They made me choose.

Jay : You have to choose! You can't have both men!

Will : What was I supposed to do?

Jay : [shouting] You think you can have a bunch of husbands? You get one husband! This is the way the world works!

Will : [shouting] Why?

Jay : I don't know

[both? both. both is good.]

#one chicago #chicago med #chicago pd #cpd #cmed #will halstead #jay halstead #halstead family #halstead brothers #rhodestead #marcstead #both is good #incorrect one chicago #incorrect cpd #incorrect chicago pd #incorrect chicago med #incorrect cmed #incorrect kazoo #source: new girl

[pushupcontest]

Jay: I'm going to report you to Ms Goodwin.

Will: Why? What did I do?

Jay: You know what you did.

Will: No I don't.

Nat: *enters* Will I'm going to report you to Ms Goodwin.

Jay: I just said that.

April: *enters* Will Halstead I am going to report you to Ms Goodwin.

Maggie: *enters* Dr Halstead I am going to report you to Sharon.

Will: Is this some kind of joke??

Sharon: *enters* Dr Will Halstead I am going to have to report you to myself.

#chicago med #hospital #incorrect chicago med #one chicago #jay halstead #will halstead #natalie manning #sharon goodwin #maggie lockwood #april sexton

[selswift23]

Connor: There’s one other rule of our roommate agreement

Maya: *curious* what is it?

Connor: No matter what happens, you’re not allowed to fall in love with me

Maya: *scoffs* Won’t be a problem.

#connor rhodes #connorrhodesfanfic #mayasharma #wattpad #fanfic #chicagomed #chicagomedfanfic #incorrect quotes #onechicago #onechicagofanfic #one chicago fanfiction #my oc fic #my oc character #my ocs are my children #my oc do not steal #incorrect chicago med #midnights #unpublished #midnightswp

[himbo-halstead]

Will: you can never lose an argument if you say ‘shut up nerd’ at the end

Connor: yes you can

Will: shut up nerd

#chicago med #incorrect chicago med #incorrect quotes #source unknown #will halstead #connor rhodes

[crockettmarcel]

Dr Charles: Sarah, what are you doing here so late?

Sarah: Working.

Dr Charles: Go home. You’re gonna hate yourself in the morning if you don’t sleep.

Sarah: Jokes on you, I’m gonna hate myself in the morning no matter what!

#chicago med #incorrect chicago med #sarah reese #daniel charles #graveyard shift #2x11 #is this basically not how their conversation went?

[crotisforeverbaby]

Will: I hate you.

Connor: *in his head* enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst with happy ending, 300k+ words

#one chicago #incorrect quotes #chicago med #will halstead #rhodestead #connor rhodes

[madhare0512]

Incorrect Chaos Crew

Nick B.: We need to distract these guys

Monroe: Leave it to me

Monroe: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

Buck, Josh, and Will: Immediately begin arguing

Connor, watching in horror: Oh this. I don’t like this. I don't like this at all.

#chaos crew #incorrect quotes #incorrect chaos crew #grimm #grimm nbc #911 #chicago med #nick burkhardt #monroe #grimm monroe #evan buckley #josh russo #will halstead #connor rhodes #monrosanick #russley #rhodestead #there's a reason monroe isn't allowed to distract anymore

[incorrect-bhaalspawn-quotes]

"It is not weakness to let people be kind. It's strength."

-Aerie, probably

#source: chicago med #baldur's gate #incorrect bhaalspawn quotes #bg2 #aerie

[plotting-against-you]

My Own Worst Enemy

Fandom: One Chicago

Characters: Halstead Sister Reader, Jay Halstead, Will Halstead, Dr. Charles, Ethan Choi, Maggie Lockwood

Summary: You have a relapse in your anorexia, and no one knows until you show up at Med.

Warnings: Eating Disorders (i.e., anorexia) and their symptoms and habits.

Author's Note: I know nothing about anorexia, so I had to google it. If this comes off in any way incorrect, please know that I'm sorry. Also, if you ever find yourself in this situation, please seek help...I know it's hard, but we want you safe and healthy.

It started with a harmless comment. That’s what anyone would have thought, though you knew it wasn’t harmless. Not to you at least.

You had just gotten a full-time job at your local library, which seemed heaven-sent. You’d always loved being around books, so it all seemed to click when you found this job online.

Then the comment came.

You were eating during your allotted thirty-minute lunch break in the staff break room a week after starting when two women walked in from another department. You hadn’t met them yet but cringed when you saw their figures.

You hadn’t had the easiest time growing up. You were constantly picked on and developed an eating disorder at sixteen. Coincidentally, that was when your mom got sick, so you hid your illness in an attempt to keep the focus on her. It worked…until it didn’t.

You’d landed in the hospital where they diagnosed you with anorexia, and you’d had to work extra hard to come back from it ever since.

Seeing the women and their “perfect” figures didn’t make you recoil as it once would have, but their comments did.

“Girl, you brought a whole package of turkey to work? How many sandwiches are you planning on making?”

The other woman shrugged. “Don’t make fun of me! I like my turkey sandwiches, okay? Besides, you know I could eat a whole horse and not gain a pound.”

You looked down at the leftover beef stew in front of you and slowly laid down your fork. You had been having a stressful time recently with the new job, and your already fragile psyche took the hit as if it were a personal attack on you.

Boxing up what was left of the dinner you’d had at Jay and Hailey’s the night before, you tossed it in the garbage and grabbed a water.

“This is all I need today.” You told yourself. “I’ll do better tomorrow.”

…

You hadn’t done better tomorrow.

In fact, it had been weeks since you had started up your old habits. Luckily for you, it was easy to hide the signs from your family since it was just Jay and Will, and they’d both been working weird hours, making it impossible to see each other.

You had just gotten home from your day at work, having had nothing more than a bottle of water for lunch, and leaned against the couch in exhaustion. Though you grew increasingly tired every day, you found it hard to sleep at night.

You knew that was a symptom of the disease that had come back in full force, but you refused to accept it.

Dropping your bag, it made a thud on the floor, and you blinked your eyes a few times to clear them of the dots that danced in your vision. You were dizzy, but you refused to call your brothers for help.

Just as the thought entered your mind, your phone rang, and everything went dark as you reached to answer it.

…

You woke up on the floor behind your couch, your head pounding, your stomach growling, and your phone still ringing.

Reaching out an arm to search for your phone, you pulled it to your ear and scrunched your face in annoyance. “Hello?”

There was a pause. “Thank fuck.”

You continued to lie on the floor but opened your eyes in confusion. “Excuse me?”

“I’ve called you like twelve times.” Jay’s voice said on the other line. “I thought maybe you had been hurt or something.”

“I was napping.” You lied, though you figured it was close to the truth. “It’s been a long day.”

Jay snorted. “You work at a library. How hard can that be?”

“You’d be surprised.”

He ignored you. “Well, did you forget that you were supposed to meet Will and I at Molly’s for a drink tonight?”

“Shit. That was tonight?” Between focusing on work and spending your free time counting your calories, you’d forgotten about the invitation from your brothers. “I’m sorry. I’m exhausted.”

“Are you sure nothing’s wrong?” Jay’s voice sounded concerned.

“I’m fine, honest. Just tired. Rain check?” You ignored the fact that you were still lying on the ground.

Jay sighed, disappointment filling his tone. “Okay. We’ll do it another night.”

“Thanks, Jay.” You told him as you hung up.

Then you lay on the floor, resting a hand on your aching stomach. It had been some time since you’d put anything other than water and some nuts into it but couldn’t bring yourself to care.

You would soon be at your ideal weight, and everything would return to normal.

…

You nearly screamed when you brushed your hair the following day and found a large chunk of it tangled in the brush. Your hair started falling out again, as it had when you were younger, and you sighed.

You knew you needed help, but you didn’t want any. You liked this control, and you liked having this ideal image in your head.

Ignoring the anxious pit in your stomach, you continued to get ready for work and left your apartment. Everything would be fine, you told yourself.

And it was…until midday.

You had been in the stacks trying to locate a book for a patron when the dizziness set in. Blinking it away, you reached for the top shelf when the world tilted on its axis, and you were suddenly lying on the ground staring up at the ceiling.

People were around you immediately, but everything sounded like a train flying past your ears. Sitting up, you waved everyone off but let your director pull you into the first aid room.

He grabbed a bottle of water and had you sit while he pulled out your emergency contact information. “You’re okay, Y/N. I’m going to call your emergency contact to pick you up and get you checked out.”

Groaning, you tried to stop him. “It’s okay, really. My brother is a doctor. I’ll just get him to check me out after my shift.”

The last thing you needed was for him to call Jay, your first emergency contact, or Will, your secondary contact. They would freak out, and you didn’t want them to know anything about this.

“Y/N, you collapsed. That’s not something we play around with here.” Your boss told you.

You shook your head and went to stand when the world went black again, and you crumpled to the ground.

…

“Dr. Choi! We’ve got incoming.” Maggie yelled to the physician and turned to the ambulance bay as the doors opened.

“What do we got?” He asked, running over and meeting the eyes of the paramedic.

“Thirty-year-old female collapsed at work twice. Lost consciousness on the second fall. Severely malnourished and dehydrated. BP is low, and so is her blood sugar.”

Looking down at you, Ethan sighed. He knew what this probably meant and knew your brothers would be worried. “Mags, keep them out of my treatment room until after I’ve finished.”

“You got it.” She told him and looked at you worriedly.

As they transferred you to a hospital gurney, Ethan shined his pen light into your eyes. “Y/N? Can you hear me?”

Your face contorted in disgust, trying to escape the light as you nodded. “Hmm…yeah.”

“Can you open your eyes for me?”

“If you stop shining a light in them….” You muttered but instantly felt terrible. “I’m sorry….”

Ethan shook his head. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry for, Y/N.”

He rattled off a bunch of tests to the nurse before you bit your lip. “I’m screwed, aren’t I?”

He sighed. “Y/N…you know how this looks. You can either let me run a bunch of unnecessary tests, or you can let me call Dr. Charles, and we can get this over with sooner.”

“What about my brothers?” You asked meekly.

“I can keep them out until after you talk to Dr. Charles if you want?” He suggested though he knew he’d have a battle on his hands.

You nodded. “Please.”

“Okay. I’ll have Maggie page Dr. Charles, and we’ll go from there.”

…

While he usually walked into work at a leisurely pace, Will found himself rushing inside to meet his brother. “What happened?”

Jay shrugged. “I don’t know, man. Her boss called and said she’d passed out twice at work today, but when I got here, Maggie and Ethan told me I had to wait out here.”

Turning to look at the nurse, Will’s eyes held fury before Ethan stepped in. “Will, she asked for some time. Dr. Charles is in with her right now, and then you can go in.”

“Dr. Charles?” Jay asked him. “But why would-”

The thought dawned on both brothers simultaneously, and they looked sadly at each other. It had been nearly fifteen years since they had dealt with this, but it looked like your worst enemy was back and swinging.

The door opened, and Dr. Charles walked out of the treatment room. “Boys. You can go in now.”

Jay took off the second the words came out, but Will stayed back, looking at his colleague in fear and anguish.

“Is it…it’s back, isn’t it?” The redhead asked him.

The seasoned doctor sighed. “She’s permitted me to tell you this, so yes…her anorexia is apparent again. She said she’s been dealing with it for a few weeks now.”

The eldest Halstead looked towards your room and sighed. “I wish we’d known. It’s the same thing that happened before, you know? We didn’t know until she ended up in the hospital.”

“This can be a tough thing.” Dr, Charles told him. “But you know as well as I do that recovery is possible, and you had to know that a relapse could happen.”

Will nodded. “Yeah, I just thought we were in the clear.”

“Well, I can tell you that we came up with a therapy plan and scheduled a meeting with a nutritionist. I can also tell you that your sister is very strong but very scared of what you might be feeling, so please…go in and see her.”

Nodding almost robotically, Will moved over to your room and sighed as he took in your appearance. “Hey, kid.”

You raised your tear-filled eyes to him but kept your grip on Jay’s hand. “I’m so sorry.”

Will moved forward instantly and came to your side, brushing the bangs out of your face. “You have nothing to apologize for, Y/N/N.”

“What happened?” Jay asked quietly.

You bit your lip. “I’ve been really stressed lately, and then someone made a comment at work…it just slid away from there. I didn’t mean for it to get this bad.”

“When I called you last night, and you said you’d been napping?”

You looked at Jay sadly. “I had passed out in my apartment and didn’t want to tell you.”

“Y/N…you can’t be doing this to yourself,” Will told you. “I know you’ve started on a plan with Dr. Charles, but will you let us help you, too?”

You nodded slowly. “Please. I need help.”

“And you’re going to get it,” Will promised his little sister.

Jay sighed. “Listen, I think you should move in with Hailey and I…at least for a little while. It might be easier to handle if you have support around you.”

You snorted. “You just don’t want me home alone in case I relapse again.”

He looked at you sadly. “Can you blame me?”

You shook your head. “No…no, I can’t. And I will take you up on that offer so long as Hailey’s okay with it.”

“She will be. You know she loves you.” Jay smiled, though it was strained. “You know we love you, too, right?”

You nodded. “Yeah. I love you both right back.”

#one chicago fanfiction #halstead sister #jay halstead #will halstead #nbc chicago pd #chicago med #eating disoder trigger warning

[solesommerso]

whumptober 2023 day 4 : bathroom floor

Chicago med, Sarah & Noah

warnings : miscarriage, blood, might be medically incorrect

“Sarah? Are you okay? I heard something fall.” Noah’s knuckles tap against the wood door of the bathroom in his and Sarah’s shared apartment, and despite what people say, no they aren’t sleeping with each other.

“Um- I’m, I’m not really.” She replies with a shaky voice that makes Noah’s chest tight.

“What’s wrong? Are you sick? Should I get the thermometer?” Or maybe he should grab the complete med kit he keeps stored under his bed, it’s too packed full for a normal person to have, but Noah’s always liked to be prepared for things.

“Can you just grab me some new clothes? Sweatpants and um- some underwear.” He nods along before remembering that Sarah can’t see him so he calls out that hell be right back before turning towards the hall leading to Sarah’s room. Shes probably just on her period, nothing to worry about.

-

“I have your clothes, can I come in?” Noah squeezes his eyes shut after he says it, he should’ve just told her that he can leave the clothes waiting by the door for her. Asking to be in the bathroom with his roommate while she’s possibly bled through her clothes isn’t something a normal person does.

“Yeah, just um- there’s kind of a lot of blood.” The same tightness in his chest from before appears, only growing more when he creaks the bathroom door open and is met with Sarah sat against the wall beside the toilet. There’s blood stained through her light gray sweatpants and tear tracks are visible on her cheeks when Noah looks up to meet her eyes.

“Should I call an ambulance?” He asks too quietly and too hesitant for a trained ed doctor. There’s too many thoughts running through his head for him to think of anything else to say.

“No.” Sarah answers and Noah takes it as enough, she’s a doctor too, she wouldn’t say that if things were serious.

“Do you need help? Are- are you hurt?” The words stumble and Noah walks farther into the room, cautiously kneeling on the tile floor in front of Sarah, unsure what to do with himself in this situation.

“I um- I- I think I’m having a miscarriage, or, or that I had one? I don’t know, I woke up and-.” Her voice cuts off as she sucks in a sharp inhale, eyes not meeting Noah’s, he can still see the glossy tears building in them.

“Are you sure I shouldn’t call an ambulance?” It’s the only thing he can think to say, it’d be easier if he could. Call an ambulance, ride to the hospital with her, get Natalie and only Natalie to look her over because she has the most experience with this sort of thing -at least from what Noah knows- and hold Reese’s hand if she lets him. It’s the only plan his mind can come up with.

“No, no I’m okay. It doesn’t hurt as bad as it did, I’ll be fine.” Sarah says but when her hands press down against the floor her face screws up with a wince and Noah just barely catches her by the arms before she’s slumping back against the wall.

“Tell me what to do Sarah, tell me how to help.” It’s a question he shouldn’t be asking because he’s trained in this sort of thing, but Reese nods and breathes in a few deep breaths to settle herself.

“Help me get to the shower.” That’s something he can do.

It takes a long moment for Noah to get Sarah to her feet without him worrying that she’s about to collapse, but she leans her head against his shoulder and grips at his arms as they stand next to the tub, both of them hesitating to step into it. Sarah looks exhausted and Noah swears the blood stain on her pants has grown larger, he doesn’t want her to fall, or to hurt herself.

“Let me sit down and turn the water on.” There’s not a second between the words and Sarah moving to sit against the lip of the tub for Noah to protest. He would’ve, told her to breathe for another second, put her down a lot more cautiously than her own way of harshly falling onto the tubs side. He says nothing about it and flips the shower on.

“Now help me get my pants off and get into the tub.” Her head stays down as she tries to pull at her waistband, hands shaking and fingers not gripping enough of the fabric for it to work. Noah moves as carefully as he can to help, a sick feeling in his stomach when the pants get pulled off and he’s met with Sarah’s pale skin covered in blood.

“Is the water warm?” More so than Noah normally makes it but Sarah’s always taken hot showers, she leaves behind a steamy bathroom every time.

“It’s warm, do you want to get in now?”

“Can you pull my shirt off? I don’t want to sit in it wet.” It takes all of five seconds for Noah to drag the loose material over Sarah’s head, tossing it onto the floor beside the folded pair of sweatpants and underwear are sitting, they���re a little ways away from where the blood stained ones are sitting in a ball. The image of it has Noah’s skin crawling, something about the blood on the tile feels sickening in a way even an Or after a surgery doesn’t make Noah feel.

“Come here.” He steps into the shower first, not caring about his clothes getting wet, just wanting Sarah to get in without slipping.

“Noah.” It’s meant to sound annoyed, Noah knows that, but it holds none of the normal bite it should, and he wouldn’t have cared even if it did. He sits in the tub with Sarah, her back to his chest, the copper blood washing down the drain as Reese leans back into his chest with a small sigh and her legs outstretched under the stream of the shower.

“Don’t tell anyone about this.”

“I’d never, but you need to get checked out tomorrow.”

“I will. Just don’t tell Crockett.” Despite the questions that arise in Noah’s head hearing it, he nods and tightens his arms around Sarah.

#I love alluding to crockett being who got sarah pregnant #they’re so angsty #also if this is medically wrong just shhh I lowkey forget all the medical knowledge I did know #god remember when I used to research shit for fics. miss that motivation deeply #whumptober 2023 #writing #chicago med #noah sexton #sarah reese #sarah & noah

[aromanticbuck]

i know you’ve already mentioned a little about will, but do you have ideas for other characters from med or fire in the hockey!au?

Hi, Nonny!

I actually have very little planned and thought out for other characters, but I'll touch on the few I have vague ideas for so far. (in my defense, this is definitely a more PD-based AU and Will is only thought out as much as he is because he's Jay's immediate family)

Connor

I'm predictable, and I will be including Rhodestead in my gay little AU. But I don't actually want to change much about Connor from canon? I really liked his motivations for becoming a doctor, and pushing away from the family expectations, and making a name for himself separate from his last name (as much as he could, with that last name), so I'm keeping that. He's still a doctor, but not nearly a fellow yet. With my headcanons for birthdays and some math (Will is 21 when he starts at the coffee shop, so it's a few years before they meet, since Connor wouldn't even be a med student doing a clinical rotation until he's... 24/25ish? the summer/fall he's 24, soon to be 25, according to my quick google search), he's in his 2nd year rotations about a year after Will starts working at the hospital. So their paths cross pretty early on.

He gets his stupid little drinky drink every morning from the hospital coffee shop, with all the extra syrups and flavors and sugar, so he can't even taste the coffee itself (he's the only one who gets me). And, eventually, that tall, ginger barista (whose nametag says 'Will' in that stupid curly font that's hard to read but feeds into the """aesthetic""" so that's what all the menu headers are in, too) starts to have his drink ready for him before he even gets to the counter each morning.

Will, with all his own abandoned doctor dreams, absolutely teases him for his stupid coffee order. And then there's the obligatory teasing that turns into flirting that turns into Will giving him free drinks every once in a while and it turns into... something more. Eventually. Connor wouldn't want anything serious until he's done with med school and at least settled into a residency. But Will likes his coffee job, and it pays the bills, and he gets to see the cute soon-to-be surgeon every day so he's fine with it.

I've played with the idea of Connor's father also owning a small hockey team but I don't know where I stand on it anymore. I gave Will a barista job so it's not needed for the plot. Cornelius can do whatever he wants I don't control him.

Hannah

This was kind of a joke but I ended up thinking about it more after mentioning it offhandedly to @avasrhodes last night. I'm not doing any timeline math for this one, but she's dating Erin in this universe. They're pretty bisexuals who kiss each other and go out on cheesy dinner dates. And sometimes Hannah gives little talks at Erin's substance abuse community outreach center. They're living happy lives and just vibing. Hannah is still a doctor unless she ever decides to do the public speaking thing full time. I don't make that choice, I'll see what she decides to do as I continue to develop this universe.

And that's what I've got. If you want to force me (not the right words but I can't come up with better ones right now) to think about other characters in the One Chicago universe in relation to this AU, I welcome more asks! I love thinking about this AU it's fun.

Also! If you see anything incorrect about my above math re:Connor's doctoring timeline, please let me know! I googled. I didn't deep dive or anything. I tried to be accurate but I have no idea if I succeeded.

[ ask me about the hockey au ]

#answered #anon #the hockey au* #connor rhodes #will halstead #rhodestead #hannah asher #cmed #chicago med #one chicago #alex says things

[kitweewoos]

Will: Am I a bad boy?

Connor: Yes, you have been bad.

Will: Oh yeah? How bad have I been?

Connor: You've been a fucking nightmare to be honest.

#chicago med #cmed #one chicago #rhodestead #connor rhodes #will halstead #incorrect chicago med #incorrect cmed #incorrect one chicago #incorrect quotes #kit creates #incorrect kazoo

[pushupcontest]

Sarah: Dr. Charles, I think I’m a psychopath.

Daniel: What, why? You are one of the most empathetic people I know.

Sarah: Every time I see Dr. Rhodes and Dr. Bekker, I feel really angry and I want to strangle them. They didn't do anything to me, I don't know why I feel like this.

Daniel: Sarah, that’s normal, you're just jealous.

Sarah: What do you mean? Why would I be jealous of him?

Daniel: No, I think you're jealous of Dr. Bekker. From what I’ve seen, you seem to have some sort of romantic feelings for Dr. Rhodes.

Sarah: No… that’s not it. I can’t see us together romantically.

Daniel: *takes out notepad and starts writing* Describe how you feel when you see them.

Sarah: Well, when I see them together, I feel really angry and like I want to strangle them. When I see Dr. Rhodes alone, I still feel angry but it’s less intense. And… you know, it’s weird, when I see Dr. Bekker alone, I don’t feel angry at all. 

Daniel: Ok, we will brainstorm some reasons as to why you feel this way. Number one, you’re in love with Connor. Number two, you want to be friends with Ava. Number three, you want to be friends with Connor. Number four, you’re jealous of their surgical accomplishments. Number five, you are jealous of Connor’s wealth.

Sarah: No, I don’t know… none of those sound right.

Sharon: *closes her laptop in the background* Daniel, you are so stupid. The girl is clearly in love with Dr. Bekker.

Sarah: Oh my god.. You are right. What do I do?

Sharon: *shakes her head* How are these my two psychiatrists?

Ava: *enters* Dr. Charles, I think I'm a psychopath!

#reesker #sarah reese #daniel charles #rhekker #ava bekker #connor rhodes #chicago med #one chicago #hospital #incorrect chicago med #medical drama #sharon goodwin

[incorrectchicagomed]

ava, over text: turn around :)

ava: no the other way

ava: wrong way again

connor: where are you?!

ava: at home, but the idea of you turning aimlessly in circles amuses me

#ava bekker #connor rhodes #chicago med #incorrect quotes #incorrect chicago med #incorrect chicago med quotes

[daaedoodles]

Will :

Sharon : i swear to god if you do something stupid i will suspend you.

#incorrect chicago med quotes #incorrect chicago med #chicago med #will halstead #incorrect #quotes

[purple-dahlias]

Ava: How does Will usually get himself out of these messes?

Connor: He doesn’t. He just makes a bigger mess that cancels the first one out.

#ava bekker #connor rhodes #will halstead #chicago med #incorrect chicago med