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"Amelia Shepherd, may I have my room key?" I ask stepping up to the front desk of the over the top hotel the hospital put me up in for this stupid neuro conference.
"Here you go ma'am, room 527." The young man behind the desk says handing me my keys.
"Who you calling ma'am? I'm a young spry woman!" I exclaim grabbing the keys as I giggle softly.
"I'm so sorry." The boy mutters softly as I smack the elevator button. The doors open and I hop on going to the 5th floor. Once we reach the 2nd level it stops letting on a whole new group of people.
"Dr. Shepherd?" A voice calls, a little frightening and a little excited. I look towards the noise to see Jo Wilson, the eager 4th year and best friend of Stephanie Edwards, my neurological prodigy.
"Dr. Wilson. I didn't know you were interested in Neuro." I say in reply.
"Oh I'm not, well don't get me wrong I love brain surgery as much as the next girl I'm just more interested in Peds and General." She says rambling. "Anyways, I'm here for Steph- Dr. Edward. She caught some stomach bug and she really wanted to go to this so I told her I would go and tell her everything I see!" She spits out all in one breath before panting softly, trying to catch her breath.
"Ok Wilson." I say looking up at the screen showing the floors. Finally we make it up to the 5th level. This is gonna is gonna be an interesting trip
Jos POV
I turn to face Dr Shepherd. "I'm gonna go straight to the bar" I say. "Alex has been stressing me out, I miss him" I continue.
"Have fun Wilson but remember we have conferences tomorrow" she replies before continuing to walk down the hall. I can't help but look back at her. Has Dr. Shepherd always been this pretty? I turn around and am immediately met with a pillar that I smack into. I shake it off and continue my trek to the bar. If it still hurts later I'll have a reason to talk to Amelia again.
I find a free seat at the bar "three shots of vodka please! I wanna get wrecked tonight" I tell the bartender. He chuckles before pouring my drink. "Three more uhhh" I look down at his name tag "Bryan!" I say giggling and as soon as he gives me the shots I down them "ya know what I want Bryan" I slur as he puts three more shots in front of me.
"I'm cutting you off after this Dr. Wilson" He says before giving me my last three shots.
"These ones are on me" a pretty woman says while sitting down at the bar next to me.
"You must have fallen from heaven, because you look like like an angel." I drunkly slur.
"I'm-" she starts
"I know who you are Dr." I cut her off staring into her blue eyes and downing my shots.
"Let's go back to your room" She says before grabbing my hand and leading me down the hall. I slide my key into the door and stumble into the hotel room. She wraps her arms around my waist and steps closer to me, pushing farther into the room. We reach the bed and she tosses me on it before I land on something hard.
"AHH WHAT THE FUCK" I hear someone scream and bolt up. I am met with blue eyes. I turn my head to the left, more blue eyes.
"Am I trippin balls or is there two Amelias?" I snort
"Two Amelias?" Both Amelias say at the same time.
"I'm not Amelia my names Robin" The first blue eyed girl says.
"And I am Amelia but why are you in my room?" The real Amelia asks
"Your room?" I question as Robin grabs my face and leans in to kiss me before I hear a slap ricochet.
"Don't touch her!" Amelia growls sitting up on her knees. Robin looks at me in shock, holding her face in pain.
"Are you gonna let her do that?" Robin yells down at me laying across the bed.
"Do you even know her name?" Amelia asks trying to get her stories straight.
"Yeah it's-" Robin stays silent trying to find the words. "Dr. uhh. Dr. Winston!" She beams like she just cured cancer.
"That's what I thought " Amelia says standing up and escorting Robin out. "Next time find someone sober enough to consent!" Amelia calls down the hallway. She walks back to the bed and takes a seat on the end. "Now back to why you're in my room?"
"I'm not. This is my room!" I groan grabbing the pillow and trying to close my eyes.
"Well I have my key car right here!" Amelia says holding up a plastic card.
"And I have mine!" I groan feeling around in my pockets before pulling it out.
"Huh. Maybe they gave us the same room?" Amelia says sitting closer to me. "So should I sleep on the floor? Looks like you've already claimed the bed." She giggles.
"No no we can share." I say scooting over to one side as to give Amelia room to sleep. "You can have that side and I'll have this side and we don't have to touch." I say groaning into my pillow.
"Ok. Do you wanna get changed or something? I'm not sure jeans and a tight blouse are the best things to sleep in." She laughs getting under the covers on her side.
Amelia's POV
"Why you trying to catch a look!" Jo slurs as she stands up and walks towards the luggage in the corner I should have noticed earlier.
"No no I just want you to be comfortable." I say rolling over. "I'm not looking." I hear the suit case unzip as Jo rips clothes out.
"This will do!" She says peppy before unzipping her jeans. I keep my eyes down as she pulls her jeans off and starts unbuttoning her blouse. "Ugh! Melia! Can you help me!" She yells flopping onto the bed.
I get out of bed and walk over to her. Her blouse is half unbuttoned and her hands are laying above her head in defeat. I gently undo the buttons trying my best to avoid eye contact with her beautiful breasts sitting in-front of me. I get to the last button and undo it as my hand glides across her stomach. She giggles lightly before sitting up and wrapping her legs around me.
"You know, you're gorgeous!" Jo slurs throwing her arms around my neck. She pulls her face closer and sloppily kisses my neck.
"Wilson you're drunk." I say pushing back onto the bed. I walk around to my side of the bed and get under the covers, turning to face Jo. She sits up and faces me too.
"I may be drunk, but I'm not drunk!" Jo slurs before leaning backwards and falling off the bed.
"Oh my god! Are you ok Jo?" I say crawling over to the other side of the bed, trying to hide my laughter. Jo rolls around on the floor in pain.
"I think I broke my stomach." She groans.
"I'm not sure how to break a stomach but I think you'll survive. Now come on let's go to bed." I say putting a hand out to pull Jo up. She links my hand and uses all her power to pull me onto the floor next to her. "This wasn't the plan." I try to spit out but before I know it Jo pushes me onto the ground and crawls on top of me.
"You're comfy." She groans into my neck as she wraps her arms around my neck.
"Yeah yeah Wilson." I say trying not to touch her any lower than her shoulder blades. I release and deep breath as I settle into my fate.
