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“can we go to the park, PLEASE !! ”
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@airplanecrushed starter call.
“can we go to the park, PLEASE !! ”
that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse. ( for george! )
“What? I made it worse?” Maybe it was just the same terrible experience talking, maybe something deeper-rooted laced it with extra venom. “Well, I’m sorry I haven’t invented a cure for dry eyes, or— or I didn’t offer to smother that guy snoring two rows up for you. If you’re so— if you hate me that much, why didn’t you just watch Mamma Mia for the seventh time and leave me to wallow in peace?”
“Hold still, you’ve got something in your hair—just let me…”
meme that i'm too lazy to link / accepting
he had been trying hard, so hard to stay away from lexie grey.. but it felt like wherever he went, she was there too. the hospital, the bar... his dreams. ever since that one night in the hotel, she was the only thing on his mind and nothing was breaking that.. not even the nurses who were endlessly flirting with him. he was finally out of surgery and was finishing up some charting, when he noticed lexie walking around to the nurses station with a few other interns. he secretly hoped that she was going to avoid him and make it that much easier for him to do the same but instead he watched the brunette walk over to him. "hello, dr.grey.. can i help you with something?" he watched the rest of the interns, scurry away and smirked, liking the fact he still had the scary effect on them. "oh- thank you? what was it? not anything bad i hope.."
@airplanecrushed / jess sc.
" hey. " a greeting in a soft tone as she comes to stand next to lexie, leaning against the counter and offering a warm smile to her. " i saw on the schedule you have a bit of a break. do you maybe wanna go grab - " a quick glance at the watch on her wrist before attention turns back to lexie. " .. lunch together ? "
@airplanecrushed ♡’d for a starter (still accepting) !
"what's the matter, little grey?" the question came seemingly unprompted, words spoken before addison had actually lifted her head to look at the other doctor. "even out of the corner of my eye, i can see something is clearly bothering you. out with it."
𝐿𝐸𝑋𝐼𝐸 𝐺𝑅𝐸𝑌 ― starter call. ↪︎ @airplanecrushed
it's been another restless night for izzie. she's tried to sleep, but after tossing and turning for several hours, she finally resigned to her fate and instead decided to do what she does best: spend the time in the kitchen. so she's been baking the entire night, various muffins now occupy every single empty space she's found on the countertops. there's chocolate chips, blueberry, banana nut, lemon, apple cinnamon, and some oatmeal ones she's only made because she ran out of ingredients. the sun is starting to rise while she cleans the mess she's made when she hears some commotion that tells her people are finally waking up and getting ready to go to work. ( maybe that's her clue to finish this all up as well. ) but before she can do anything else, lexie enters the room.
❝ good morning! ❞ her voice has a cheery tone, one that definitely gives away that she didn't just wake up. ( in case the state of the kitchen doesn't show it enough already. ) ❝ i made muffins. if you want one, these should still be warm. ❞ she's gesturing towards the oatmeal muffins with a slight look of disdain on her face. those will never be her favorites, and if she never had to make them again she'd be more than happy. ❝ but if you ask me, the ones with chocolate chips are probably the best. ❞
@airplanecrushed liked for a starter in the grey's anatomy verse
jessica had always admired the resolve and skill of surgeons and surgical residents. the potential of something going wrong despite doing everything right and the long hours of pristine focus had been enough to scare her away from even considering it. not to say her current pathway didn't come with responsibility and hardship, but she thought herself more suited for it even on the hard days where she could likely be found crying in a locked on-call room. one of those days may be coming soon. only time would tell.
she hadn't been asked to stay tonight to keep an eye on the neuro checks of the young child that had undergone surgery today, but she also knew she wouldn't be able to sleep anyway. nearly running into lexie grey in the hallway was a welcome coincidence. just the person she was looking for. ❝ are you monitoring reese tonight? i wanted to offer taking a couple hours off your plate if you wanted to get some sleep. if not, i know i won't be sleeping so i could keep you company. ❞
@airplanecrushed said : “ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘? George didn't really talk to anyone anymore outside of work. He occasionally hung out at the bar with the others like old times, but, he had been an intern and how his friends had treated the others? He didn't like it, but it wasn't his place to say. He knew what being an intern meant. He knew the type of hazing behaviour that went on. He had been subjected to it last year too. He had brushed it off. He knew it wasn't personally, well, at least at first.
He had also not wanted to let down the people who had put their faith in him before: Burke, Bailey, Webber. He had to pass that intern exam. He had failed Bailey once he couldn't do it again. Now, he had passed ... NOW? everyone was at different points in their lives, and he was, in the middle. He wasn't an intern, but he was further behind than the other residents. He had a lot to catch up on. But, he couldn't escape the feelings that would crop up: you're not worth it, you should of left, none of your so called family even cared...
He had once considered Cristina and Meredith to be his family, that was slowly slipping away, but how could he put that onto Lexie? Who seemed to finally have some sort of relationship with Meredith? He couldn't, and he wouldn't. He would simply keep his mouth shut. He turned to the beer in front of him. He must of zoned out. He offered a smile to the others, before turning to Lexie to answer her question. a half-truth emerged.
❛ Oh, you're right, just been trying to keep up with everything, after all, I can't be the intern who fails their intern year, then gets a second chance, then fails at being a resident. Just the pressure i suppose. Also, thanks for still inviting me, I thought i would be seen as public enemy number one. ❜