Jan 19, 2019
| Balon be talking shit about Stannis all the time but like, Stan over here is a good half a foot taller then this five foot nine, Gimli lookin' son of a bitch.
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| Balon be talking shit about Stannis all the time but like, Stan over here is a good half a foot taller then this five foot nine, Gimli lookin' son of a bitch.
“Why are you crying?”
“What? – I’m not crying. I’m fine, Mer. Seriously, I just need a minute okay.” Callie sighed pressing her lips together. Meredith had just walked in on her hauled up in a supply closet, tear stained face, deny it all she might. She was crying. Coming back had been harder than she thought, being the talk of the hospital gossip was not something she was new too, but that didn’t make it any easier.
“I don’t know if I can go back out there right now. I just screamed at Wilson in the middle of the freaking surgical floor because she pulled up the wrong patient chart, what the hell is wrong with me?” exasperation clear in her voice. This week was not getting any better and it was only Tuesday.