𝜗𝜚˚⋆⭒˚｡⋆ in which aliya levine begins her third year of surgical residency with a particular green eyed rich boy, overbearing parents taunting her all the way from malibu, an ex who refuses to leave her alone, a chaotic best friend and a pair of t...
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chapter twenty three━something's gotta give season seven, episode eight
❝ i'll climb up the gutter if i have to! i've done it before, i'll do it again!❞
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Aliya held the takeaway box in her lap containing the slice of cheesecake they split for dessert. It was only natural to take another slice away with them seeing as it was the best cheesecake the pair had ever tasted and it would've been a disgrace if they didn't.
That's how Aliya had chosen to justify it anyway to the waiter who had to agree with her just to shut her up.
"Okay, life or death—" Aliya pushed her recently blow dried hair over her shoulder, turning in the seat to look at him. "Seeing as you're such a hater of takeaway boxes, would you rather only eat out of tupperware for the rest of your life, or eat only stone cold food for the rest of your life?"
Jackson chewed his lip, his seat belt undone as he genuinely thought about his answer to the question, like this was going to happen to him one day.
After a long pause of him tapping on the steering wheel as he thought long and hard about his answer, he shook his head. "No." He said decisively, noticing Aliya widening her eyes at him in awe. "I wouldn't be able to do it without a sad harp playing in the background."
Aliya scoffed, throwing her head back at how idiotic he sounded to her. "A sad harp? Really? You find it that depressing?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. Yes I do." Jackson nodded firmly, taking his keys out of the ignition. "I wouldn't be able to eat out of a tupperware box."
He cleared up, for the sake of clarity as if Aliya didn't already know that was the conclusion that had just reached.
"I know you've told me this before, but it's still shocking." Aliya pointed out, leaning a fraction of an inch closer to him, so his navy shirt brushed against her arm. "What about the cheesecake? You would eat the cheesecake, right?"
Jackson made a face at the takeaway box she was currently waving in front of his face in order to tempt him.
Though, judging by how not tempted Jackson looked right now, Aliya only saw this as a great outrage. "What?"
Pursing his lips, he caught Aliya's hand with the takeout box, lowering it to down to her lap. "I would choose cold food, all day everyday."
