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In which Hope meets Lexie at Joe's Bar... typical, right? Upon meeting Lexie, they drink together, flirt and eventually have a one night stand, all the while they decide not to share any personal details about themselves. Just...
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Cara tossed and turned in her sleep, trying to get comfortable, although a loud pop of frying bacon had fully awoken her. She frowned, seeming confused as it was 5:30 in the morning.
The Robbins sat up and got out of her bed. She slipped on her slippers before leaving her room, only to find Hope and Jackson cooking bacon and eggs in the kitchen.
"Cmon, we gotta have poached eggs." Jackson complained as Hope shook her head, "No, scrambled eggs are so much better." She insisted.
"Guys what the hell, it's so early." Cara mumbled tiredly, as she entered the kitchen now. She noticed the pair were in active wear, which raised more questions.
"We went for a run." Hope explained, as she could see the puzzled look on Caroline's face. "We're trying to act like people who have their lives together." Jackson assured her.
"You don't have your lives together... either of you." Cara reminded them as Hope smirked lightly. "Exactly, it's all an act." She declared before she asked, "What should we make, poached or scrambled eggs?" She asked the fashion designer.
"Poached, obviously." Cara tiredly answered before she wandered over to the couch. "Yes!" Jackson cheered before looking to the blonde, "You are my new best friend."
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It had been a few days since the so called invasion. Hope was growing used to a lot of things... like Derek and Mark's ego filled banter and Cristina's cold attitude, but one thing she couldn't seem to adapt to was working with Lexie.
The ravenette had decided it would be best if the pair pretended like nothing had happened, and treat Lexie as she would any other colleague— with an occasional smile and a few words.
But why was she struggling to keep the little Grey out of her mind?
Hope currently stood in the locker room, shoving her belongings into her locker. The girl grunted, as her bag was a bit wide for the locker, but with a bit of a push, it fit.
"Your ass is in my way!"
Hope frowned, thinking that the comment had been aimed at her, but when she turned around to confront who had said it, she realised that it was Alex and he had been talking to Reed.
In the span of a few days since the merger, Hope could see something happening between Alex and Reed. Though she was sure that anybody with eyes, could see it.
"I was in the O.R. all night, sewing a hang glider's intestines back together. I'm kinda sore." Reed huffed, brushing off Alex's request. "I kinda don't care. Move." Alex ordered.
