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⚠️Dark Place (Callie Torres) P2

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Im being serious don't ignore the warning ⚠️

Don't ignore the warnings

Wed 4th November 9 am

You didn't even know how you got home. You couldn't remember anything from last night. You knew you must've drunk a lot though - judging by your hangover. You saw the time on your alarm and realised you were very late to work. You get up and frantically rummage around the room looking for your socks - you were still in yesterdays clothes but you figured you'd wear them again today - you'd have to change into scrubs anyway. You rush downstairs and go to grab your keys but can't find them. You check the kitchen when you see someone sat there - you figured everyone else would've already been at work by now.

"Morning" she said.

"What are you doing in my house Dr Torres?"

"Technically, it's Meredith's house. And I went to Joe's last night- I have to say, I didn't think you had it in you to be able to withstand that much tequila. Kinda impressive! Makes me even more certain that you're an ortho prodigy." She tells you.

"Oh no. Did I make myself look stupid? What exactly did I do?" You were a bit embarrassed.

"Cried. Mostly. Told me you hated me. And Arizona. And owen. And medicine. And yourself. And the shitty tequila."

"Oh god" you sigh.

"There's more. You told Arizona that she's a 'fake lesbian' and that she's secretly giving it to Karev on the side-" she's laughing.

"I said what???!!!! No way! Oh god. Don't laugh - I bet she hates me. I bet he hates me. Why did I say that??" You groan.

"That wasn't even the worst thing you said."

"Dare I ask?" You sit down on the stool next to her at the kitchen island.

"You told me I was secretly giving it to Meredith on the side-"

"Oh Lord. I'm sorry..." you put your head in your hands to hide the embarrassment on your face.

"You told Owen Hunt to go back to Iraq." She tells you and smirks as she says it.

"Oh gosh that's awful." You say, mortified.

"You told Meredith how much you hated her. Called her a 'surgery snake' and then went to the dartboard, threw some darts and told her that next time it would be her face..." she informs you.

"I said that?" You felt so guilty.

"Then she left. And I couldn't leave you alone in that state. So I tried to bring you home. I know that you residents all live together like it's some sort of frat house. But when I went to touch you, you started to fight me." She laughs as you try to apologise. "Don't worry about it, honestly! I'm made of strong stuff. Then I took you to bed and I took off your shoes and let you sleep it off." She reassures you.

You start to cry. "What am I gonna do?" You were panicking about how you were going to make it up to all those people.

"Was it my fault?" Callie asks you. You couldn't say yes because her dark brown eyes made her look like Bambi.

"Me getting drunk?" You ask.

"Mhm"

"No, I get drunk sometimes. I needed it more yesterday. It wasn't just you. I'm just a bit tired." You confess, sugar-coating the truth a little bit.