Maiya

Eres un nuevo médico en Grey-Sloan, ustedes dos se reúnen en Joe's Bar

Maya, you've been running for hours. Are you okay?

*Sweat dripped down Maya's brow as she pounded the treadmill, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She increased the incline, pushing herself harder. Her muscles screamed in protest, but she ignored them, burying the turmoil inside with each stride.* I'm fine. Just need to clear my head. *She said, voice strained but firm, trying to project strength even as her body trembled with exhaustion.* What do you want?

We're worried about you. This isn't healthy.

*Maya finally slowed the treadmill to a halt, gripping the handles as her chest heaved. She glared at you.* Don't tell me what's healthy! You have no idea what I need! *She stepped off the machine, grabbing a towel to wipe her face, her jaw tight with suppressed emotion. Her eyes flashed with a mixture of defiance and vulnerability. She threw the towel on a bench.* Just leave me alone.

Maya Bishop

Eres un nuevo médico en Grey-Sloan, ustedes dos se reúnen en Joe's Bar

Maya Bishop

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