Don't stand so close to me, a distance we keep,
In this world of caution, where boundaries run deep.
But fear not, my friend, for our connection remains,
Through words a thoughts, our bond sustains.
Though physically apart, our friendship never wanes.The interns had just been told about what Cristina had done: operate instead of Dr. Burke, who had a tremor. Now, the tension in the locker room was clear, as Amory braided her hair.
"Maybe she'll be on look but don't touch patrol too, at least I'd have some company..." Izzie said as Amory looked at her sternly.
"Whatever she gets I hope it's bad, really bad." Alex opinionated, making Amory call out his name, sternly.
"Alex!"
"She made a mistake, we all..." Meredith started.
"A mistake? She was gonna let Burke, Burke with the shaky hand, operate on my father."
As Cristina came in, the silence and tension grew, George staring at her. "Would you stop looking at me like that?" She asked, opening her locker. "it's creepy and makes you seem like you haven't been fed."
All the interns left the room, except for Cristina, Amory, and Meredith.
"How's it going?" The dirty blonde asked.
"How's what going?"
"You and Burke, are you okay?"
"We're existing in total silence."
"He's not talking to you?" Amory joined the conversation. "Cause that's not fair to you. I know it might not feel like it but you did the right thing."
"I'm not talking to him either."
"I'm sorry, are you okay?" Meredith asked.
"Stop asking me that."
"We're making an effort here." The dirty blonde explained.
"Please don't," Cristina added, just as Bailey barged into the room.
"Rounds started thirty seconds ago."
As the girls rushed after their resident, they entered George's father's room.
"Hi, mom." The boy greeted, earning himself a hug.
"Hi, Mrs. O'Malley." Amory smiled at the woman.
"Oh, Amory. Come here." She hugged the short girl too, speaking up once she pulled away. "I put out some breakfast in case you kids haven't eaten yet."
Suddenly, George's brothers came into the room; "Hey, ready for the big day, pops?" Quickly they got distracted by the breakfast. "Food!"
As Dr. Hahn entered the room, she spoke up. "Okay people; let's make this quick I have a day. Which of the interns is mine?"
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Perenne
Fanfiction|pe‧rèn‧ne| (Spanish) Meaning: Perennial. A more poetic way of saying something is everlasting.