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ryan kerrigan

[medkerrigan]

neuromds​

“i’m sort of banded from the hospital right now, so i don’t have much of anything going on. which turns out to be a blessing in disguise right? more fun for us.” amelia shrugged as she tried to sound as nonchalant as possible when revealing that tidbit of information. usually it got her stares and accusations. but ryan wasn’t the type to judge, at least not yet. which is something that only drew her closer to him. “i’m fine with whatever you want as long as you save room for dessert. and i’m not talking about ice cream.” she wasn’t even craving food at the moment, just this. pills and ryan. they could keep her high for days on end. 

“What’d you do? I thought you were almost untouchable in that place?” He’d heard the Shepherd name be thrown around like royalty. At times, it annoyed him just how much leverage she seemed to have, but it was times like this that he realized even a last name wasn’t a complete saving grace. “For the record, I don’t even like ice cream,” he smirked, twice as eager to get her back to his place than he’d been moments earlier. “Need anything before we head out? Y’know, for later?” Once they were settled, neither would be in any shape to leave and he knew it.

[medkerrigan]

drdeluca​

Andrew was on his way to the ER when he heard someone bump into him “No harm no foul,” He assured. “I’m all good man. You okay?” He asked. “You a paramedic here?” He asked. 

“Yeah, no, I’m great.” A little high he silently failed to mention. “I do most of my routes here. Sometimes I’m a little further out, but this is usually the place we come to when something goes wrong. I’m guessing you’re a doctor here or something?”

[medkerrigan]

neuromds​

“well then what are we still doing here?” she was still slightly pissed that her stash was as good as gone, but his offer made her perk up almost instantly. adrenaline rushed through her veins and made her want to do something reckless. and blowing off work seemed like just the way to fill that need. buzzing with excitement, her patience began wearing thin. or it may have something to do with the fact that she was coming down from her high and needed to get her fix before the inevitable withdrawal symptoms reared their ugly head. leaning in closer, her voice dropped to a whisper as she inched near his ear. “a high off oxy may not be the only thing you’ll be riding out tonight.” 

“i was just about to ask you the same thing. my next shift isn’t for another twenty-four hours, which means we’re wasting time by mourning this loss,” he teased, though he could see every dollar wasted beneath them. if anyone could afford it though, it was her. “is that a promise, shepherd? ‘cause you know how much a promise means to me.” whatever they were, or weren’t, ryan enjoyed it. they were free to roam as they pleased, but when it came down to it, it seemed as if they always found their way back to one another. “you cool with takeout for dinner?”

[medkerrigan]

neuromds​

amelia rolled her eyes at the sudden disruption. her newly purchased bag of oxy scattered to the group, only to be covered up by the dirt. and she had paid good money for that, and her dealer was going out of town the next day. her options were now limited and she would no doubt have a hard time getting her next batch. her perfect high, just minutes from her reach, only for it to get mudded. “only if you buy me some more.” a raised eyebrow follows, arms crossed over her chest fixing him a feigned glare. “or give me something equally as valuable.”

it was one thing to ride out a high on his lonesome, yet another to ride it out with amelia freaking shepherd. she offered him the best of both worlds; a personal high and a professional understanding. “i’m sure i’ve got double that back at my place,” he countered, only slightly frustrated by the waste beneath them. “i scored double my usual buy for bringing a guy into the e.r. after a suspected overdose,” he mused quietly. “the cops grilled me before realizing i was a paramedic. after that, they backed off.”

[medkerrigan]

stormstood​ / arizona robbins !

❛ sounds like i should be asking if you’re okay, ❜ arizona shifts her to-go cup of coffee to her other hand as she glances beyond the male to the retreating boys in blue. ❛ but to answer your question, i’m fine. you almost got my coffee, and you wouldn’t really like my reply if that was the case, but we’re good. ❜ 

“yeah, no, i’m great. just apparently don’t know a day off.” thankful he’d dodged a bullet in the form of caffeine, ryan allowed a grin to play shyly on full lips. “guess i should be thanking some higher power i missed that one.” he’d saw the blonde before, usually only in passing. “it’s sorta funny how quickly their tune changes whenever you tell them you’re paramedic,” he added, gaze shifting back toward the uniforms. “guess it makes the story more legit if you wear a uniform too.”

[medkerrigan]

“look, i don’t know what to tell you. i’m not on duty right now. right place, right time.” he’d explained himself to the cops a few times already, but the final statement given seemed to be enough for the rookie and his messy notepad. turning on the heels of his worn chuck taylor’s, ryan felt his shoulder brush into another’s frame, causing his heart to pound a little harder than it already was. “that’s on me,” he hummed, shoulders rising in a nonchalant shrug. “wasn’t paying attention. are you okay? no harm done, right?”

[alphalewolf]

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