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[spencer-pea]

We sure are cute for two ugly people.

[aimhighedwards]

I'm Fine, Promise | Amy & Spencer

The mornings after of a night out, Amy usually spent them in her apartment just lounging around -- trying to get over a hangover or two. However that wasn't an option when she'd left Spencer's apartment earlier in the day. She went home and showered -- but before anything else could happen, there was something Amy had to attend to -- her disease. It wasn't something she liked doing, but it wasn't something she had the privileged of ignoring. How was she supposed to beat something if she ignored it? Sure, she got to ignore it by having fun nights out, meeting new people -- dancing the sadness away -- but at the end of the day, the disease was still there and so were the doctors.

Amy sat in the familiar waiting room and played with her fingers, looking down at them in her lap. She didn't know why she was so nervous, considering this wasn't her first appointment. Amy figured it had to do with the girl she'd spent the night with. The last thing she wanted was to bring baggage into a potential new relationship. If approached about it, Amy would probably brush it off and lie even. It wasn't something she was ashamed of at all -- her disease -- but the last person she wanted to be babied from was Spencer.

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Keep You In The Dark | Amy & Spencer

The two toned haired girls least favourite thing to do was restocking the storage closets, that was for sure. Most because she liked having the patient interaction, and the last time she checked -- putting packets of bandages into plastic containers wasn't a very social task. She didn't decline doing it though, even though she could've so easily done so. Amy had done it multiple times before, claimed that she was drowning in patient charts or that a patient just buzzed her for a shower. But for some reason today, Amy didn't have it in her to lie. Though lying was easily one of the things she did most days to get out of tasks like this one, it wasn't something she was proud of doing. Sometimes, she thought to herself as she loaded her arms with light boxes, you had to suck it up and do the task in front of you, regardless of whether or not it was enjoyable.

Smiling at those she passed in the halls, Amy eventually made it to the stock closet. Struggling with getting the door open, eventually -- with the friendly help of a passing by doctor, the door was open. "Thank you." The girl let a light laugh leave her mouth before walking into the dark space. Amy set the few boxes down, her hands fumbling around the walls for the light switch. "C'mon, damn it." Amy groaned, her skinny fingers soon finding the light switch, illuminating the once dark space. What she wasn't prepared for was for there to be company. Jumping slightly, Amy put a hand to her chest. "Jesus Christ, you better be a doctor because you almost gave me a stroke." Another bubbly laugh exited her mouth before Amy turned to close the door, figuring they both wanted the privacy.

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3x12 The Lady Killer.