In the battle, victory claimed, emotions soar,
But in the war, a bitter truth to explore.
For winning a battle may bring temporary delight,
But losing the war casts shadows on the fight.
Yet in resilience, we find strength to ignite.On the first morning at Meredith's house, Amory was woken up by the noise in the hallway.
"George's room is bigger than mine. I have more clothes, I should get the bigger room." Izzie complained loudly.
Amory got up, walked to the door, and opened it, still feeling groggy. "Do you really have to yell in the morning?" Her complaint was completely ignored by them.
"I got here first, and my room is like two inches bigger. Am has the biggest room out of us three." George answered.
"Please, leave me out of it. Besides, I was the first one who moved in, so it's only fair I get the biggest room." The blonde said with an innocent smile as she went down the stairs, still fully waking up from her good sleep.
"We would have more room if you cleaned up your mom's boxes." She hears Izzie says as she walks down the stairs.
As the girl poured herself a mug of coffee and prepared a toast, she could still hear the other two bickering, following Meredith around the house. Amory made Meredith a cup too, feeling some sympathy toward her. She took the mug giving the blonde a thankful look.
"Ugh, sometimes they could be a little more like you," Meredith says to her friend continuing to drink from her cup.
"Only sometimes?" Amory asked playfully as she headed up the stairs to get dressed.
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"Fools on bikes killing themselves. Natural selection is what is it." their resident says when they walk down the hallway.
"So what's up with the Nazi, is she off her meds?" Alex asks Amory and George, since they're walking next to him.
"You never heard of the race?" George asked him in disbelief.
On their way to the ER they walk past the OR board where Dr. Webber, Dr. Shepherd, and Dr. Burke are standing.
"Chief, Dead Baby Bike Race started twenty minutes ago." Dr. Bailey informed the three.
"Alright people, Dead Baby Bike Race Day!" The chief yelled out and the group walked further to the ER.
"Every year this bar-" George started, but got interrupted by Meredith. "The Dead Baby Bar."
"Every year, they hold this underground bike race." The boy continued.
"It's the biggest race there is in Seattle for now," Amory added.
"Don't you wonder why someone would name a bar something so disgusting?" Izzie asked while we put on our yellow gowns.
"Keep your panties on, Nancy Drew," Cristina said, making Amory start laughing a bit.
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Perenne
Fanfiction|pe‧rèn‧ne| (Spanish) Meaning: Perennial. A more poetic way of saying something is everlasting.