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Pressing the self-destruct button, a dangerous game to play, Unleashing chaos and watching it all decay. But within the darkness, a glimmer of hope, To rebuild, to rise, and find a new scope. Let's choose life's path, where possibilities stay.
As someone who didn't need much sleep to get through the day, Amory Madden shouldn't be heavily affected by a restless night. However, one thing was when she was tired from work, that wasn't a problem. however, being kept up at night because of the very loud sex her friend was having. Knowing it was with their boss, and in the room next to hers. That, she didn't enjoy.
She ate her usual breakfast, toast, and a coffee mug, as Izzie stood beside her in the kitchen and George came down the stairs.
"You get any sleep?" The boy asked.
"She could oil the bedsprings as a courtesy, or at least buy a padded headboard." The tall blonde answered.
If only they knew, thought the small girl.
"So, who's the guy?" George asked and Amory choked on her last piece of buttered toast, going into a coughing fit.
"You think it was just one guy doing all that work?" Izzie questioned as the short blonde got up to put her plate in the sink.
"Can we just stop talking about it? It's bad enough already that she kept us awake the whole night." Amory asked and the boy nodded along.
"At least she'll be having a long day at work," Izzie said.
As they heard a door creek, the two interns ran to see who had spent the night, while Amory just stayed back and watched with slightly panicked eyes.
Once they realized it was Derek, Izzie commented. "Well, at least we know brain surgery isn't his only skill."
"They can't be... he's her boss!' The boy's voice squeaked.
"He's all of our bosses." The tall blonde answered. "Why are you so quiet?" She continued while looking Amory right in the eyes.
"I might or might not have known before..." She began to speak hesitantly as she rushed to fill her mouth with the rest of her coffee.
"You what?... You, you knew?!" George asked, shocked. " And you didn't tell me... us. You didn't tell us."
"I'm sorry, but it wasn't my secret to share." She apologized and grabbed the boy by the arm as they turn to leave.
"She had been scrubbing in a lot lately on his surgeries." Izzie starts, but with Amory's glare she stopped herself from continuing. "Okay, I'll shut up. But if she's not then why is she keeping it a secret?"
"Amory knew..." The male intern argued.
"Just because I figured it out on my own. She didn't tell me." The short girl came to her defense.
